144 RECOGNIZED
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?”
give you a hard punch on your stomach.”
“You’re seriously going
“Oh
think I can’t do that? Are
don’t think underestimate is the
on, let’s go.” I held his hand and was about to
him along. But things went the opposite
could feel my
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
at us. “Hey you two! Can’t you
the way, we’re at the right spot for people to
you have manners?” The man
I’ll come straight to you and
fight with his wife before hitting the road. Now, let’s go back to the hospital so you can get some
both began to tread, making
*****
MASON’S POV
the aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the crisp morning air. As I walked down the street, a
lingered on my 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 left. How could I have been so foolish,
city traffic mirrored the chaotic whirlwind of emotions inside me. My heart ached with the
my mind. Her warm smile, her
that somehow she could forgive me. But deep down, I knew that forgiveness, from her or from myself, was a luxury I might
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
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