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Ariana’s POV I felt insulted… strangely so and it was causing me a nasty headache. For the first time in my life the concept of revenge made sense and I wanted him to eat his words. But right now I wanted him to shut up so I turned, giving him direct orders with my eyes. A simple order for him to f**k off. He said nothing, brushing his shoulders past Jasper as he left. I couldn’t help but think how childish it all was. “Such a child,” I muttered. Just then, two more of the contestants approached me. Immediately I noticed Ronan, giving him a slap on the shoulder. “Here for another defeat?” I joked, rubbing salt on an open wound. “Not this time, Ariana.” He smiled, opening his arms, “Come on, give me a hug.” I enthusiastically did, so relieved to see him. Ronan and I were good friend