Chapter Eleven

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ARIANA’S POV After the whole oath taking, I decided to dress up and go grab a drink at a bar nearby. I really thought that before I turn eighteen that I would have already gotten my revenge so that I could start living the kind of life I always wanted to live. But just as Rocco says, life doesn’t always go as we planned and my life is a typical example to that statement. “Whatever you thinking about must really be killing you” a man at the bar asked making me to come back to reality. “Huh?” “You haven’t even touched your Malbec” “it’s Syrah” I said correcting him. “Ohh, I’m sorry, that was a pickup line” he said and I ignored him and started using my phone. “f**k it, I’m sorry, I know that I should have started with hey, but to me, that is literally the worst way to start up a conve

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