"So you know", my mother said in a worried tone. "You lied to me! All these years! Do you even love me! Why didn't you tell me! Is Isabella adopted too!? I'm so mad at you!!!!" I bursted this all out as loud as I could. Maybe the whole universe heard me. Most likely the neighbors. " Honey, I know this is bad, but it's gonna be ok." "How can you think that Richard!?" "I'm adopted too. Remember?" "Oh." All expression left my face. I did remember the day he told me. I asked him ALL day about why, how,who, and almost any question you could ask someone. I wanted to cry. So I did. My mom, dad, and husband pulled me into a big hug. I knocked them off. I wiped off my tears while saying," I'm still mad! And we... we are leaving right now!" I grabbed Richard's hand and stormed off into my room. I may have been 23, but I wanted to act like a 3 year old. I threw stuff into a 3 bags. 2 backpacks and 1 duffel bag. " Arabella?" "What?!" I realized I screamed a little loud so I said, " Sorry. What is it?" "Hon, I think your.... just a bit...... over.. reacting." His face looked like I was about to explode. I really wanted to, but I knew better. " I'm sorry. I guess I'm just mad. But I do want to leave right away. Not because of that though. Just so I can spend time with you. I mean didn't you get mad at your stepparents when they told you?" I wasn't lying (really ) I was really mad at my parents, but I did want to go right away. " I'd always known. I was adopted at 5. I remember when my dad left me there. At the orphanage. He didn't want me. He hated me. See these scars?" He said as pointing to some. " He used to get his pocket knife and lightly cut me when I was doing something he thought was wrong." I saw a tear roll down his face. "Oh Richard, I'm so sorry", I said as wiping off his tear. " I never realized." "I love you." "I love you more."