Chapter Text
Preface
He paced around the study, fury running through his head. Tella was running off with boys at all hours of the night.
Tonight, it was a sailor boy. Tomorrow, probably someone else.
He had to put an end to this. This can't go on any longer. He marched downstairs. His dress shoes tapped on the marble stairs. He hoped that Scarlett heard him. He hoped that she was scared.
He knew that she loved Tella more than anything. Tella loved Scarlett more than anything too. It worked out just perfectly to punish the opposite when one got in trouble.
As the fury courses through him, he decided that that was enough. He was kicking them out. He needed them out of his life. He walked downstairs.
It was time.