Flooded EmotionsElara's POV:Just when I thought Harden was here to hurt me again, Arthur barged in, standing between both of us and giving me the courage to speak up. I turned to Arthur, pressed my hands to my head, and gave myself a small head massage, expressing my stress due to Harden's presence."What's wrong, Elara?" Arthur asked. I lowered my tone, enjoying our small display of closeness by having his hand wrapped around my waist, "Please ask him to leave; I can't deal with all this right now."Immediately, Arthur turned to Harden, "You heard her. She needs space to recover. It's best if you leave," he stated sternly.Harden stared hard at me, waiting for confirmation, I guess he couldn't believe his eyes that I could act this way. Arthur was here, and he dared not lay his hands on me. My lips curled with a slurring smile that only he would notice, and I rolled my eyes at him."You heard him, leave," I added. Harden continued to gape at me, paused for a moment, and then was ab
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