Ariana It had been days, or maybe weeks. I honestly didn’t know anymore. I had lost count of the last time I spoke to Nick. He hadn’t called me since the night he left, not even once. And the anonymous number? Nothing. No messages, no replies, just silence. It was strange… how everything suddenly went quiet.Work, though, had been going well, really well. I had been busy again, taking orders, moving around, staying distracted. Maybe that was a good thing, maybe I needed it.Today, I was at work, attending to some students from campus. One wanted a milkshake, another asked for snacks. I was arranging drinks in the chiller when someone called my name."Aria!"I looked up. Mark.A smile immediately found it's way to my face. "Mark, it’s been forever. I thought you left the city."He laughed. "I could say the same about you, Aria."I leaned against the counter. "So...what’s up?""You’re coming for my match tonight, right?"I blinked. "Your match is today?"He stared at me. "Yes, Aria, to
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