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Arielle's POV
I woke up feeling exhausted from doing nothing, I remembered nothing from it, only a pair of gray eyes and fierce red hair that shone brighter than mine. I was stuck repeating the same whole day again, if I wasn't painting or spending my time with Luisa in the kitchen, I was at my favourite spot in the garden or sleeping my brain off in my bedroom.
I needed to talk to Scar, not about our sexual lives or whatever it is we had going on, but I needed to take classes, maybe baking or cooking or something else that would get me through this month. I hated these moments when my life just didn’t matter anymore and all my thoughts were just about getting through my day, how much longer until it ends?
I needed to see him before he left for whatever it is he did during the day.
When I made it to the rooftop, his mother, Penelope, and Diane were already there having whatever intimate c
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Scar's POVShe didn't even stop to consider her decision before sending me away, I was disappointed in myself at how much her actions annoyed and bothered me. We were doing just fine, right? then I noticed the change in energy and I couldn't help but wonder what she had been thinking.it didn't seem normal for her to just act up.But nothing seemed normal with Arielle since the pregnancy. Her mood seemed to fluctuate, the doctor had said it was because of the pregnancy hormones and I didn't know how long it was going to last. I wished that I could take away the stress she put on herself. Sometimes she cried over the smallest things and sometimes she got angry over them. Her appetite had increased drastically, let's not talk of her love for sugar.It had to be one of those moods. That was the only explanation for Arielle's behavior.I lay on my bed trying to focus on something else other than Arielle and my
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