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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?”

a hard punch on your stomach.” I clenched

“You’re seriously going to do

“Oh

seriously, you think I can’t do that?

don’t think underestimate is

go.” I held his hand and was about

him along. But things went the opposite

me closer, and I could

like he could see straight into my soul, what was revolving within me. In that

you see you’re standing close the road?” The man barked from his

the road. And by the way, we’re at the right spot

manners?” The man spat.

you try to talk one more shit. I’ll come straight to you and beat

must have had a fight with his wife before hitting the road. Now, let’s go back to the hospital so

we both began to tread, making our way back to

*****

MASON’S POV

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

the moment I almost cheated on Sofie. The guilt gnawed at my conscience like a relentless beast, devouring any semblance

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

into the wind, hoping against hope that somehow she could hear me, that somehow she could forgive me. But deep down, I knew that

my mistakes dragging me down into an abyss of self–loathing. The bustling city seemed to blur around me, the noise fading into a dull hum as I descended deeper into my own

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