Arianna's POV. I sniffled, cleaning up the tears that were already trailing down my eyes. I didn't have the time to show weakness or any form of pain. “Just let me do what I want,” I said, pulling my arm off her grip immediately. But Celine grabbed me again. This time, her grip was tighter than before. “Not until you tell me what you're about to do. I can't sit back and watch you try to do something reckless,” she said firmly, pushing my bag away from me. “What do you even want from me? Why do you still care? I'm weak and you know that!” I yelled, breaking slowly into my emotions. “I care about you so much. Here, look at me,” she snapped her fingers at my face, urging me to turn towards her. I slowly lifted my eyes, gently turning my head until my eyes got locked onto hers. Deep within her beautiful eyes, I could see trails of pain. “Do you think I'm happy seeing you like this, huh?” she said. “But why do you care so much? What use am…” “Shhhhh!!” She placed he
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