Chapter 4~Arielle's P.O.V.

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Beautiful. He called me beautiful.

He was lying, of course. I'm nowhere near beautiful. But just hearing those words come out of his mouth, and to me, means a lot. Or, at least, stirs up butterflies in my stomach. Blake returns with a plate of cookies.

"That's not very healthy, is it, Blake?" I ask, grinning. Giving me sugar is NOT a good idea. He shrugs and grabs a cookie, chomping down on it.

"So, what's your last name again?" He asks through a mouthful of cookie.

"Thomas. Arielle Bree Thomas." He nods slowly, thinking. "Blake Thornton? What's your middle name?"

"Lucas." Blake is staring off in space, deep in thought. "Hey, Ari, do you have any relation to Markus Calum Thomas?"

"Yeah, he's my father, why?"

Blake looks at me, eyes wide. "You're a Thomas. Oh my God. It's a common name, so I didn't know...but they said she died...what? How?" I look at him in confusion.

"Yeah, I'm a Thomas...uh, who died?" Blake stares at me incredulously.

"You don't know? They never told you?" I make a confused gesture. "Ohhhhh..." Blake runs a hand through his blonde hair, messing it up. "Ari, my family are the Thorntons. They're rivals with each other. Your father said that he had a daughter, about your age. She died last year."

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