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A R A B E L L A ' S P . O . V
"Arabella!" The room was spinning. I heard a blurred commotion in the background and could see multiple hands reaching out to me. I grabbed the closet one, stumbling slightly as I was hauled to my feet.
I grabbed my back, trying to ignore the splintering pain shooting down my entire body. "Baby, f**k I'm so sorry." Hardin's hand was still interlocked with mine, and he cupped my face with the other, forcing me to meet his eyes.
Guilt was pouring out of his eyes, but then I saw Marcellus behind him, the slight tilt of his lips upwards causing a raging inferno to blaze inside me. Shrugging him off, I moved towards Marcellus and slapped him.
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