And with that, she hung up the phone.

The man sitting alone on the Ferris wheel was lost in thoughts, and the sound of the beeping phone jolted him out of his trance. Though he appeared helpless, his eyes betrayed the immense love he had for the woman on the other end of the line.

As for Ariana, she didn't give much thought to how Holden would perceive her actions. Dismissing it, she stuffed her phone beneath her pillow and shut her eyes, ready to surrender herself to slumber.

She had grown disinterested in the prospect of receiving calls or messages. The overwhelming rush of emotions brought on by the fireworks had quietened her restless mind, leaving her with a sense of peaceful emptiness.

As soon as she lay down, sleep washed over her, carrying her into the land of dreams.