Aria
I turned around to make sure my thoughts were wrong. But it was all in vain because my legs turned to jelly when I saw Arden standing there, reaching out to touch my arm.
Without hesitation, I pushed Arden's hand away. I didn't want that bastard touching me again.
"Don't you dare touch me again, Arden!" I tried to stand up straight again when I felt my back touch the wall behind me.
I didn't want Arden to think that I was afraid of him, even though I was. I wasn't going to show it to him.
"Aria, why are you like this? I haven't stopped looking for you for two weeks. Don't you miss me? I miss you so much," said Arden, looking at me with sad eyes, slowly approaching me.
My stomach churned at every word he said. When I tried to avoid him, I realized there was no escape from Arden.
"Stop right there. I'm warning you not to come any closer, Arden." I hissed at him, warning him not to come any closer.
