Arielle's POVI woke up to my head feeling fuzzy and groaning slightly as I looked around me. Everything seemed blurry, and everything smelled weird. Slowly I opened my eyes to see a blurry picture of something I didn't recognize, everything was black. The last thing I remember was Diane hitting me with something, was I dead, was this the afterlife?“Hey?” some called out and I had to blink rapidly before my vision cleared.I saw a familiar figure with messy long black hair standing in front of me with those green eyes.“Am I dead?” I said the first thing that came to my mind.I heard that familiar chuckle. “Good to see you too Arielle, how do you feel?” he asked me.“Like shit, my head hurts” I struggled to sit up and he helped me, putting a pillow against the edge of the bed so I could lean comfortably on it.“You had a mild concussion” he explained as he held a cup in my direction.I hesitantly took the cup “Thanks” I said and gulped the warm liquid down. “Ew, what is that?” I retu

 Arielle's POV  The rays of sunlight streamed from the slits of my curtain, landing on my face. I blinked a few times before opening my eyes. I turned to the right, where the clock was sitting on my nightstand, and it read that it was almost noon.         “Ughh…” I moaned, stretching my back. I haven’t slept this well in ages, considering what I had been through for the past few weeks. My body felt heavy and sore, like a sack of rocks on my shoulders. I didn't realize the pregnancy would take that much toll on me.I sighed, closing my eyes again. When I opened them again, I noticed someone standing in the doorway, watching me intently. I let a lazy smile playing on my lips as I saw it was Scar and his beautiful green eyes.He had been really attentive to me since I got pregnant, he had ensured everything was going fine for me, I know he was

 Arielle's POV  “The baby kicked,” I told Scar as his hands massaged my scalp, I felt him stop and I turned to see his eyes moving from my eyes to my stomach over and over again. “Are you sure?” there was excitement in those green orbs of his and they held a glimmer of hope or maybe I just wasn’t seeing properly.“Yeah,” I told him.His hands moved to my stomach after he replaced his body that I was leaning on with a pillow.His hands trailed my body until they got to my stomach, he held it like he was afraid he was going to hurt me or the baby- it had to be the baby, I don't think he cared about me that much. My heart sank at that thought. His hands caressed my bump which was now visible and warmth spread through me. He leaned on it as if to listen to a sound or a movement but nothing happened, he stayed like that for a while yet nothing happened.

 Scar's POV  Mother's face was twisted in disgust when I sat at the dining table, I had lost count of the number of times I forced, asked, and begged Arielle to sit with us but she refused, I know my family didn't like her - mother was too focused on maintaining certain standards that were only known to her, and Penelope was still stuck in whatever late teenage phase she had going on, she was also too much of a spoilt brat. They were rude to her and it was only fair that she wanted to keep her distance.I had a triumphant smile on my face and was so much in a jolly mood to let Mother's facial expression get to me. Why? The baby had decided to grant my wish as it kicked when I lay beside Arielle as we both struggled to catch our breaths, my hand that was laying casually on her stomach felt it. It was a swift powerful movement that sent me to a euphoric dimension and the genuine smile that Arielle had on her face made her light up

 Scar's POV I woke up to myself on the bed, there was no sign of the golden skin beside me, there was no red hair sprawling out over the pillow next to me, and no one snoring lightly in bed beside me. I sat up in confusion. Where were the colorful walls and windows? It took me a while to register that I was in my room, I had not gone back to Arielle's room, I must have slept off and didn't return to Arielle's room.She couldn't sleep at night alone. She said only when it rained right? it had to be then. I had messed up again. I got off the bed and walked down to her room, I didn't want to push it open, so I knocked.“I am awake Luisa” she answered from inside.I didn't say it was not Luisa, I opened the door and went in.She had her back turned to me, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, a canvas was in front of her. She was holding a charcoal pencil in her hand with an eraser sticking out of her mouth. I c