Ariana’s POV
“Ariana, come back here. I had more to say!” She called after me, but I didn’t even stop to consider listening. It was thoughtless and reckless, but I remembered storming off like a bullet shot in the opposite direction.
Because if I stayed any longer in that room with her, I would have said things I would definitely regret.
But now my eyes were still wide open at daybreak after barely sleeping. The frustration of rolling from one side of the bed to the other kept me blinking as if blinking alone would force dizziness on me.
None of my attempts worked. Even then, I found staying at the warriors barracks better. It kept me away from the pack house and the unnecessary drama.
I reached for my phone, still skeptical. I remembered how I had planned to call Marco, but I’d dec
