ARIANNE POV
I didn't want to believe my eyes at first, I thought this phase was all over. How can he be here? How can he be here? He shouldn't be here? This wasn't where he was supposed to be, he was a long way from home, I thought he was safe so what the hell was he doing here? Series of questions raced through my mind as I stood there, a look of disbelief and anguish on my face.
"Arianne, help me! Please!" Arnold pleaded.
Another shuddered breath escaped my lips as I slowly turned to look at Azar who looked unbothered by the whole thing. Then he slowly smiled at me, he had the guts to fucking smile at me and it was only then did I feel a flicker of emotion ignite within me, anger raw and untamed, surged through my veins as I glared at the evil bastard. How dare he bring someone I cared about into his twisted game? A child for that matter! I thought to myself in anger! The fire in my eyes burned brightly, a reflection of the fury that had been simmering beneath the surface.