Chapter 27| ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE QUEEN ARIANA🤭👑.  Can't believe she's actually 30!!




Ariana's POV.

My heart literally hurts.

I feel empty and completely broken.. alone.

This is so different than any other breakup I've every been through. Mostly because he broke up with me-for a reason UNKNOWN to me. He's just been so-so cold hearted towards me. I don't know what to do.

"Move! Move people!" I heard my guards yell out as I was helped down from the van steps.

I looked a complete mess, from my messy hair to my puffy-tear stained face.

But to be honest, I didn't give a damn how I looked

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But to be honest, I didn't give a damn how I looked. People are gonna judge me anyway. I could hear the screams of some fans and the paparazzi shouting ridiculous questions at me.

I just didn't want to be bothered right now.

Holding my things in my arms closer to my chest as I was walked into my studio.

Walking in, I saw scooter and Justin sitting around.

Justin hopped up from his chair and walked over to me, giving me a big hug. "Ari, what's up. I missed you."

Smiling lightly, I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Hi Justin, I've missed you as well."

Pulling back from each other I could feel a bit of tension. I knew it was probably because of my current state.

"Well I'm glad you too kids still share a common love for one another." Scooter said making me roll my eyes. "Are we ready to get to work?"

Justin shrugged and smiled down at me. "I am, I can't wait to hear your vocals on these songs."

Putting my things down on the couch I stretched and nodded. "Let's get to work then."

The best thing to do is to work through my pain. That's what I plan on doing.


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Y/N's POV.

I sat at the round table listening to another boring meeting. Being the boss has its pros and cons. One of the biggest cons for me, is that I have to be around to make the final decisions about everything.

"Excuse me, Mr. Y/LN-"

I jumped out of my thoughts nearly dropping my coffee on my new Louis Vuitton suit. "Uh yeah, what's up Alex?"

The new temp took a step back and pointed towards the door. "I'm so sorry to interrupt, but you have someone waiting on the top floor for you."

Someone on my floor, who in the hell? I thought to myself as I took a quick glance around the room.

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