Amikat's POV Arienne turns away from me, trying to hide his face. "Hey," I spoke, concerned. "What's going on? Are you okay?" "I didn't mean to start crying," he tries to laugh it off. He sniffles and wiped his face with his shirt. I approach him carefully, and sit on the bed with him. He instantly wraps his hands around my middle section and places his head in my lap. "I-" He tries to speak, but he starts to cry softly again. I stroke his hair in my lap as he lets out whatever he's feeling. I don't know what's going on, but it really hurts me to see him like this. He's a very moody person, but I've never seen him break down like this before. "It's okay," I whisper. "I'm here for you, whatever you need." I'm not sure what else I can do for him, unless he tells me what's going on. After a few minutes of me holding him while he cries, he sits up and begins to speak softly. "I've had a really off day, to be honest," he starts. "Why's that?" "I've told you about Layla, and whil
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