58
ARIANA'S POV
I woke up feeling a little better than the way I felt all through yesterday. But one thing which didn't change was who had actually sent me that letter and drugged me just so those ugly men would have a taste of me.
Luke had already promised me that he was going to get to the root of it, so, I'm quite certain that he would definitely find a way around it.
My phone buzzed on the bedside table and I sat on the bed with my feet touching the ground, then I picked my phone up.
It was a text from Brandon.
"I hope you're much better now? If you don't mind, I would love you to check out something with me at a clothing store.
Would need your skills."*
I smiled as I read the text and let out a sigh. He had saved me from those men. I ought to show my appreciation as well, but I couldn't think of any nice idea to show my appreciation.
I rose to my feet and texted him back.
*"Alright, when is that?"*
