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LUKE'S POV "What the hell even happened to you anyway? You had a fight with some thug, or something?" Ariel laughed, indirectly making fun of me. "That's none of your business," I told her, turning my face away. "It is actually, cause I'm the one who took you back to this house, right on this bed. Well, I did get help from Marcus." "Don't feel too proud. I could have done that by myself." "In your unconscious state?" Ariel taunted, crossing her arms, with her eyebrow raised. "I could have regained consciousness eventually." "Yeah right," she said lowly, turning her face away. But then she glanced at me. "But seriously, what really happened?" "Like I've said, that's none of your business." I slowly sat on the bed. And then I breathed out deeply, closing both of my eyes. "Do you really have to be so stubborn, now?" I chuckled. "Don't try to act like mad granny here." "Who's mad granny?" "It's just a name, I gave to my grandma." A frail smile appeared o