Chapter Forty

Ariana's POV

Soon, dad was discharged from the hospital, he gradually got better but have not been able to meet my eyes nor had he even utter a word to me since he regained consciousness, it hurt so bad deep inside but I pretended I was okay in front of everyone and they bought my charade, at least I thought they bought it, not until Dylan drew me aside when I was about entering the house, "are you alright?" I withdrew my hand from his grasp, still pissed with him, "what does it matter to you?"

"Of cause it does matter to me, my feelings towards you have not changed"

"Oh yeah! Well mine towards you has changed, just let me be" a pained expression crossed his face, he opened his mouth to say something but I guess the words got stuck because he had to clear his throat before trying again, "I can't do that, I can do anything for you except staying away from you" he said the words with such fervor that I felt my heartbeat skipped a bit and liquid heat pooled in my belly, no Ariana, don't