Ariana’s povThe next day, Jake came as promised to take me to the cinema. The moment the doorman announced him, I rushed to my window. He came straight up to my room and embraced me.“Jake,” I whispered.He caressed my head. “It’s okay. Everything is okay now.”I nodded. “What about Blair? Is she fine?”“Yes,” I said. “She’s in her room.”Then he released me. “I should go greet her then.”I hurried down quickly. “No. She’s probably sleeping now.”He squinted at me. “Sleeping? What’s wrong? Are you sure she’s fine? Is she okay? Are you okay too? What’s going on?”“She’s fine, trust me, Jake. I checked on her earlier,” I lied. “She’s still sleeping.”He sighed. “Your face is puffy. Don’t tell me you’ve been crying. Is she okay?”“Yes,” I told him.“Are you sure?”“Yes,” I said.I couldn’t bring myself to tell him about Blair’s wickedness. The words were there, sitting heavily at the back of my throat, but every time I thought about saying them, I remembered her threat.She had made it
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