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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?”

your stomach.” I clenched my fist, faking an angry

going to

“Oh

you think I can’t do

is the right word to

come on, let’s go.” I held his hand and was about

him along. But things went the

closer, and I could feel my heart breezing

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 me. In that moment, it was as if time stood still and all that mattered was this onnection we shared. Our gaze lingered on, neither of us wanting to

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

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

you have manners?” The

shit. I’ll come straight to you and beat you up, forgetting the fact that you’re older than me.” The man growled and

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

tread,

*****

MASON’S POV

out of the bustling coffee shop, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the crisp morning air. As I walked down the street, a flood of memories washed over me, memories of Sofie, whose absence haunted

tongue as I replayed the moment I almost cheated on Sofie. The guilt gnawed at my conscience like a relentless beast, devouring any semblance of peace I had

at a crossroad, both literally and metaphorically. The bustling city traffic mirrored the chaotic whirlwind of emotions inside me. My heart ached with the weight of my betrayal, the pain of losing Sofie

flooded my mind. Her warm smile, her gentle touch, her infectious laughter – they all danced before my eyes, a cruel reminder of what I had

could forgive me. But deep down, I knew that forgiveness, from

I took felt heavier than the last, the weight of my mistakes dragging me down into an abyss of self–loathing. The bustling city seemed to blur around me, the noise fading

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