The Zettalillion son-in-law's revenge

Family Heirloom!

"Rosetta?" Evan called out softly, as right in front of him was a pale-faced girl standing before him with a knife tightly clenched in her hands.

"I don't want it," She cried out, shaking her head profusely. "I don't want to be called that again!"

Evan's feet froze in place as he stared at her with confusion written all over his face. He wondered what might be going on in her mind at the moment.

"Put the knife away Rosetta. We can talk things out," He said softly as he slowly moved towards her.

As she held the knife in her trembling hands, he stretched out his own, reaching for the weapon. All that played in his head was that Rosetta was about to do something stupid!

His body moved towards her as he tried hard to show her that he didn't want to hurt her, and instead wanted the knife to be kept away from her.

His gaze was piercing, his eyes intense and unblinking. Rosetta on the other hand didn't notice his actions. She shook her head for a while and wiped off the tears that blocked