Pierce took several deep breaths outside the guest room that Arianna currently occupied. Arianna may not take him back, but he at least owed her an apology. He tried the door, but it was locked.

"Ari, sweetheart. Open the door."

"Why are you still here?"

"We need to talk."

"Everything that needed to be said was said."

"If we separate, that means that Harry wins. We shouldn't let him divide us like this."

"Fuck you and Harry. Harry didn't make you do shit. You did that all on your own," Arianna snapped.

Pierce was high and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are you seriously laughing right now?" Arianna asked in disbelief....