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My heart skips a beat as I hear Aryan's name mentioned in relation to trouble

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My heart skips a beat as I hear Aryan's name mentioned in relation to trouble. "What do you mean, what trouble?" I ask, feeling a pang of worry mix with the growing confusion.

I'm left standing there, feeling dumbfounded and worried at the same time. Henry's words ring in my ears, but he abruptly hangs up before I can get any more information.

The weight of the situation starts to sink in as I stand there, trying to make sense of Henry's sudden and cryptic call. My heart pounds in my chest, and I feel a wave of anxiety wash over me.

I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart and thoughts. I tell myself that there's no trouble, and that everything is fine. But the feeling of unease lingers, refusing to go away.

With my heart racing, I quickly rush to Aryan's dorm, desperate to check on him and make sense of everything. The uncertainty and unease from Henry's cryptic call push me onward, like an invisible force pulling me towards him.

I feel a knot forming in my stomach as I arrive at Aryan's dorm and find the police present. The sight of the uniforms and police cars only deepens my anxiety and confuses me even further.

With each step I take, my heart pounds louder in my chest, the weight of uncertainty growing heavier with every beat. As I approach the dorm where the police are gathered, my mind races with a thousand questions and doubts.

As I reach the door of Aryan's dorm, the officers make a path for me to walk through. My footsteps are slow and deliberate, my heart pounding in my chest. I take a deep breath, gathering my courage before I step inside, unsure of what I will find.

My heart sinks as I enter the room and see Aryan handcuffed on the sofa, with Steve standing nearby, face bruised and bloody. The sight only adds to my confusion and fear, leaving me momentarily speechless.

I watch from the entrance as an officer talks to Aryan, who is sitting there with his hands cuffed and a defeated look in his eyes. Meanwhile, Steve, with a cocky smirk and a swollen face, is shamelessly flirting with the female officer present.

I blurt out, my voice filled with confusion and anger, "What the actual fuck is going on here?" The scene before me seems absurd and twisted, with Aryan's defeated expression and Steve shamelessly flirting despite his bloody lip.

Aryan rolls his eyes and scoffs, shooting a sharp comment at me. "Why don't you ask your so-called boyfriend over there?" His voice is laced with sarcasm and bitterness, as he nods towards Steve.

I turn my gaze to Steve, who is nonchalantly itching his head as the female officer speaks to him. His careless behavior and lack of concern for the situation only adds to my irritation and frustration.

I almost jump out of my skin when I hear Henry and Rachel's voices behind me. I quickly turn to face them, my eyes wide and my heart pounding.

Henry and Rachel grab me by the shoulders and pull me inside Aryan's room. "What the hell?" I protest, struggling against their grip.

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