Third person's POV
"Mara..." Lucien walks bristly behind Mara. His grabs her by her arm and pulls her back- causing her to spin in his direction.
"Stop!" He says sharply. His voice echoes through the hall. People's chatters, music and all movement seize.
"How could you Lucien?" Mara questions, her fist raised up and curling around her face.
"You lied to me, you still wanted Aria." She adds, rage blazing in her eyes. Silence lingers in the room, heavy to ignore.
"Cut Aria the slack for goodness sake." Lucien spits, his eyes still glaring at Mara.
Mara steps closer. "You think I will?" The next minute, her eyes drifts to Aria. She closes in on her and pulls her away.
"Let go of me Mara." Aria protest, twist her hands in Mara strong grip. Her eyes falls on Lucien approaching. Lucien
