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Ariana's POV. The door suddenly opened, and Nate walked in. My whole body became tense upon seeing him after yesterday. I could not help but tremble in fear, thinking about what if he tried to force himself on me again. I was sitting on a bed reading a book, but after Nate entered the room, I quickly got up and began to back away as he stalked toward me. He stopped in his place and said, "Ari! You don't have to fear me." Then, maybe, he realized how scared I was as I shivered upon seeing him. "Ariana!" He hesitated. "I am... I am sorry for yesterday. I was drunk and not in my right state of mind. It won't repeat in the future. I promise. I am sorry, love." His eyes looked at my face intently. "Will you please forgive me," he asked again when I didn't say anything. "Nate, what you