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Ariana stormed back home, grabbing the HIV post-exposure prophylaxis medication from her bag while screaming hysterically. Dahlia rushed into the room, only to see Ariana sweeping her cosmetics off the vanity table in a fit of rage. "My darling, what's wrong?" Ariana cried uncontrollably, her makeup smudged and her appearance utterly disheveled. "Mom, how could Zoey do this to me? I was worried about her safety and went to find her. Not only did she dislocate my arm in front of everyone, but she also manipulated Moriah into claiming that I orchestrated the whole situation. She then provoked Moriah into scratching me, and now Moriah—Moriah has AIDS! I have to take this medicine, or I might end up infected!" Dahlia froze, her mind buzzing. "That wretched girl! If I’d known this wou