Arianna’s pov
The soft glow of morning sun seeped through the cotton and descended on my face – directly on my scar. The hot feeling on my face was persistent so I had to wake up from my long slumber.
The first thing I did was to sit at the edge of the bed and glance through the side mirror at my scar that had reddened from the effect of the sun, I sighed loudly as the taunting memory of last night came to my head.
“ I hate her,” I furiously lamented and kicked my flip flop that was near me. My anger calmed a little and I went back to pick it up before I proceeded to take a cold bath so as to calm my face.
As soon as I emerged back from the bathroom, I met Alan in the room; he was already wearing his clothes and his facial expression was cold.
‘ He should be serious after being with t
