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ARIANA'S POV.
My hand came down on her cheek hard, and my nostrils flared as I watched her golden hair spill across her face.
I just couldn't understand that force. The one that made me clench my fingers, teeth, and breath hard. About five girls came out from their tents upon hearing the noise, and they stared in amazement as they beheld the sight.
"You know, I tried to forget about it. Just brush it off because I'm used to people like you being like this all the time, but, I just can't. You went too far this time around. I almost died. You heard me tell you I couldn't swim, yet you left me there after pushing me. I had to hold on to a branch for probably half an hour. Who knows? Maybe longer. The stream was rushing. It was moving, and I don't have as much stress as you probably do. Can you give me a plausible reason for pushing me in? Tell me what I did to you for you to do that?" I asked, breathing hard.
