âThatâs my beloved fiancé Holden right there.
The kids are both ours, and weâre very happy.
Thanks for caring, everyone!â
Right when the whispers about their wedding hadnât quieted, this dramatic development threw the rumor mill into chaos once more.
Waves of congratulations started rolling in from users all around.
Ariana could only manage to read a couple of comments before she had to exit the app, feeling a painful throb in her heart.
Jealousy coursed through her, a feeling so intense that it felt unnatural.
The sight of the man she loved building a life with someone else was a bitter pill to swallow.
Had it not been for that fateful accident five years ago, it would have been her and Holden in those pictures, basking in everyoneâs well-wishes.
Their relationshipâs nature stayed unclear and hard to define now.
At any moment, she might be labeled as the homewrecker.
Arianaâs chest tightened, making it hard for her to breathe.
She was drowning in a pool of grievances, yet she found no way to express them.
Right then, Marge sent her a message.
âMade up your mind yet, beautiful?â
Filled with anger, Ariana managed to send a response, her fingers pressing hard on the phone.
âIâll do it,â she replied.
Why was Holden allowed to show off his love life so freely? She was now single and could find someone, too.
She saw no reason to be miserable by herself.
Holden, on the other hand, was oblivious to the drama.
As soon as the dinner was over, he hurried to Arianaâs place.
When he got to her door and called her, she didnât answer.
He knocked many times but got no response.
In desperation, he tried typing in the password, only to be met by the detached voice of the security system.
âIncorrect password.
â
Holden frowned and tried the gate password once more, thinking
maybe he had gotten it wrong the first time.
Yet, the screen again showed it was incorrect.
The buzz from the drinks faded quickly, leaving Holden fully sober.
He entered the password once more with care, only to be greeted again by the frustrating error message.
What was going on?
As Holden stood there, puzzled, a young boyâs face appeared at an upstairs window.
âYou should leave.
Mom said she didnât want to see you right now,â Melon said.
âMelon, what happened?â Holden inquired.
Melon just shook his head.
âIâm not sure.
But since she came home from the hospital, she has been staying in her room and wonât come out.
â
Hospital?
The mention of the hospital sent a wave of worry through Holden.
He asked gently, âDid she go there to have her bandages changed or something?â
Melon replied, âNo, she took Adele there for some tests, I think.
â