****Flashback******
“Are you okay Ariana?” Ares asked, smiling sheepishly at me. I could tell from his looks that he was deliberately mocking me. He wanted to see me weak and vulnerable from the news he has told me earlier.
I looked at him with a dry smile and ignored him while our hands remained intertwined with each other. I couldn't pull my hands away from his in as much as it is very irritating and disgusting to me.
Our families were still watching, waiting to bid us our final goodbye. I couldn't afford to make them think something was wrong even though I was hurting inside very badly.
From the way my mother was looking at me, I could tell that she is telling me that I have to be strong. I can't disappoint her, not now, not after she has decided to come down to London with me.
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