Broken Heart, Broken Soul

Ariana was in a dilemma.

She called Ryan again. He didn't pick up on the first call.

Ariana didn't accept defeat. She dialed his number until he picked it up. He attended the call on the fifth ring.

"What the hell is this? I told you. I'm busy, and I'd be coming home late at night. Why are you calling me again and again?" Ryan shouted from the other side.

"Where are you?" She asked with a heavy heart because she could hear the sound of music from his behind.

"I'm in a meeting. Don't call me again. Don't mean, don't. I'll be back soon." Ryan exclaimed and ended the call. Ariana sat on the bed with a thud. She was hell-confused. Ariana didn't believe Ainsley, but now, she wanted to go and watch herself. After a lot of coming thought, she decided to go. Her heart told her thousands of times to believe Ryan and not go there. But at last, she listened to her brain.

She changed into the same black dress and took her cell phone and bag.

She was in a hurry, so she didn't see Damien in the lou