VICTORIA POV
I knew something was wrong before Charles even walked through the front door, because the way he closed the door told me he wasn't coming home for dinner.
He slammed it hard enough to make the framed photographs on the hallway wall shake, and when I looked up from the kitchen table, I saw the anger written across his face.
"What's happened?" I asked but he didn't answer immediately.
Instead, he walked into the kitchen and dropped his keys onto the counter.
"How long have you been lying to me?" He asked as my stomach tightened.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said.
"Don't do that." He said.
His voice was colder than usual, and I immediately knew this wasn't going to be a normal argument so I stood slowly.
"What did I lie about?" I asked.
"Paige." He said a
