She has to make things work.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

After Jared Left, I was left speechless. I sat numbly on the bed, staring into space, while trying to figure out what just transpired. My head was fogged, as I tried to digest the fact that Jared heaped blames on me while taking sides with Sofia.

Minutes passed, and I fell asleep in that state, my mind still in shock from the argument. I woke up to the grumbling of my stomach, recalling that I hadn't had dinner.

Turning to scan the room, I noticed Jared hadn't returned. It seemed he was determined on spending the night in the guest room.

I tried not feel hurt as I got off the bed. I walked to the bathroom to shower, attempting to shake off the feeling of emptiness. After bathing and slipping into my nightdress, I wandered out of the room searching for food. I walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, scanning the contents for something to eat.

As I waited for my food to heat up, my mind trailed off Jared. I contemplated going to the guest room to talk to him. Like As