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Hunter's POV. "Who is Ariana, Vincent?" I asked, looking at him in confusion. "There… She is… she is my Ariana," he said, pointing towards the girl helping us get the other girls' contact details. "Calm down, Vincent. This is not possible. She is a human. I can smell them," I confirmed. He pushed me aside and rushed inside the room. I quickly followed him before he made any mistakes. "Ariana?" He called her name again, making that girl look at him with a puzzled expression. "Yes?" She replied. Oh, shi.t. It meant she was Ariana. Vincent shook his head and exhaled loudly. "I knew it. You're my Ariana," he reached out and touched her face. But that girl, Ariana, flinched away. "Excuse me, sir, may I know you?" She asked, and Vincent's expression again changed, showing shock all ove