THIRD PERSON
"Ethan hates me!" Ariana bursts out immediately she enters her mother's bedroom. Her mother is seated on the bed while she lowers herself on the couch.
"Hate is such a strong word dear! What makes you think he hates you?" She asks curiously.
"He spat it on my face on Friday night." She replies, her eyes swelling up with unshed tears.
"I'm so sorry dear, please don't cry. But if I may ask, what did you do to trigger him?" She enquires.
"Nothing, mom." She replies with a shrug then bows down, cupping her face in her palms.
"Ethan is not the type to express his feelings when not provoked. You must have done something to him to make him angry!"
"On whose side are you, mom?" Ariana asks as she looks up, her bloodshot eyes telling the sorrow in her.
"I'm on the side of the t
