I want her gone.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

“I feel there's a lot you have been hiding from me, Arielle,” Ashley said, her tone serious and disapproving.

I sighed, and looked away from her because she was telling the truth. We were alone in my hospital room. And now, I felt much better and stronger because I had freshened up, changed into one of the dresses Jared brought me and had breakfast and my medications.

“You know, it's unfair to call me your best friend and keep things from me–”

“Fine,” I said in resignation. “What do you want to know?”

“For starters, who is this Sofia lady? She's the pregnant lady I told you I saw Jared going home with. How come she was at your house, and what's her relationship with Jared because he cares about her so much?”

I sighed yet again, probably the umpteenth time since today, before proceeding to tell Ashley about Sofia and how she waltzed into Jared's, and I’s life. In all I said, I ensured I kept the part where Sofia pushed me, and news about my pregnancy out.

Jared d