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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR AVA BABY🥳❤️ —•°•°•°•—
ASTER'S POV
"Ari, will you help me? I feel numbness in my leg." I murmur softly while looking at Ariana who was standing there the whole time when my plaster was getting removed.
Ariana had been standing in the doorway the whole time, watching with that polite, worried expression she wore when she didn't know whether to intervene or to be useful.
When my plaster was finally cut free she didn't hesitate, she already had the bowl of water and towels ready and for a moment the small normalcy of it steadied me.
She is sweetheart with bitch written on all over her face. That's what she told me once and honestly I loved that.
She smiled at me and nodded, hands steady as she set the tray down. "Of course. I'll help you clean it." her lips parted to say something before that sharp voice cut her off.
he had been here since the start, standing near the doorway and I watched from the dressing mirror the way his body tightened, how his jaw went hard enough that I could see it move. His eyes landed on Ariana and something in them shifted from irritation to a slow, dangerous heat.
"Why would she help you in my presence?" he snapped. The word cut across the little room like an accusation. Ariana froze, eyes flicking between us.
I could see the muscles in his neck working; he looked furious, dangerous. He took a step forward as if he could close the space with force.
"I want to wash off my leg, can you take me to the bathroom?" I asked Ariana instead like it were just two of us in the room. she looked between us and nodded.
"Stay away," he muttered, not looking at me but at Ariana the way a predator looks at another animal in his territory.I met Ariana's eyes. She hesitated, then nodded. She stepped forward toward me.
He turned his glares towards me. "What the fuck do you mean by that?" I didn't respond just stared at Ariana like she was the only person in this room.
"She doesn't want you to be here, simple." Ariana shrugs, his eyes darkened, hand went up like a gun ready to fire which made her eyes widen.
"If you don't fucking shut up, i—" he was about get a hold of her throat making my eyes widen.
"Yah! Don't touch her." his eyes narrowed, nostrils flared, he shot her glare before looking at me.
