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ARIEL’S POV

“I’ve been searching everywhere for you Luke. Where have you been?” I asked Luke, my arms crossed. He was standing next to this familiar face. Couldn’t care about her.

“I just decided to take a stroll, you know, getting some fresh air and taking a good view at people as they move around,” Luke replied, smirking.

“You’re not supposed to do that. The nurse said…”

“That I’m not that strong yet, deep wound, and I should stay in the hospital for a few days. Yes, yes, I get it. But come on, Ariel. I’m not a little kid. I have everything under control. I mean look at me now, standing strong.”

“You got admitted into the hospital? What happened to you?” The woman asked Luke, making a worried face.

Luke glanced at her promptly. “Oh, you’re concerned now? We were talking and you couldn’t even recognize my wounded face.”

“Who is she?” I asked him.

“Oh, she’s just a friend.”

“Yeah whatever. You too can have your lovely moment. I’ll be leaving, and do not forget about what I told you, Luke. I’ll see you later.” She walked away forthwith.

Luke turned back to me. “So, why were you looking for me?”

“Don’t ask me that. You better follow me back to the hospital.”

“And what if I don’t?”

on your

seriously going

“Oh

think I can’t

is

I held

things went the opposite way.

pulled me closer, and I could feel

creating an electric current that seemed to flow between us. And as our eyes met, I could see something that reflected in his mesmerizing gaze. The way he smiled at me, It was like he could see straight into my soul, what was revolving within

horn at us. “Hey you two! Can’t you see you’re standing close the road?” The man barked from his car.

glared at him. “But we’re not standing at the road. And by the way, we’re at the right spot for people to walk. So just

you have manners?”

was about to fire back, but Luke interrupted, “And if you try to talk one more shit. I’ll come straight to you and beat you up, forgetting the fact that

his wife before hitting the road. Now, let’s go back to the

to tread, making our

*****

MASON’S POV

As I walked down the street, a flood of memories washed over me, memories

almost cheated on Sofie. The guilt gnawed at my conscience like a relentless beast, devouring any semblance of peace I had left. How could I have been so foolish, so

crossroad, both literally and metaphorically. The bustling city traffic mirrored the chaotic whirlwind of emotions inside

memories of Sofie flooded my mind. Her warm smile, her gentle touch, her infectious laughter – they all

hope that somehow she could hear me, that somehow she could forgive me. But deep down, I knew that forgiveness, from her or from myself, was a luxury

dragging me down into an abyss of self–loathing. The bustling city seemed to blur around me, the noise fading

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