My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Hendrix, no! I'll get an infection!" I screamed frantically. Andrea just had her miscarriage, therefore Hendrix could not touch her. It was the same for me, but I could understand why he acted like that. I panicked when he did not stop. "Hendrix, the doctor said that we can't do it for a month. Please."

I was on the verge of tears.

He probably noticed the pleading in my voice and eventually stopped dead in his tracks. He held me in his arms quietly and pressed his thin lips against my collarbone.

After a long pause, he was breathing normally again. He let go of me and his eyes were dark as he asked, "Are you hungry?"

Suddenly, my stomach growled and I felt very embarrassed. I nodded and smiled awkwardly. "I haven't eaten anything today."

Hendrix was taken aback. His eyes landed on the cucumber from earlier before giving me a complicated look. He asked again, "You were planning to eat a cucumber?"

I nodded and replied, "There's a greasy smell in the kitchen. I didn't want to cook either, so I washed some cucumbers."

He lowered his eyes and the corners of his lips curled. He looked as though he was smiling but he was seemingly at a loss.

Shortly after, he got up and went into the kitchen. When he doubled back, he was holding a bowl of noodles. He had even cracked two eggs on it.

was staring at him blankly. He noticed my expression and raised his eyebrow. "Come and eat!" Although it was an order,

told me earlier that day. If I was honest with Hendrix, would he handle

to the dining table. I noticed that Hendrix had only made a

motioned me to eat before

were delicious. Yet, after a few mouthfuls, I felt nauseated

to the bathroom. I threw up everything I had just eaten and my stomach felt worse than ever. "Does it taste bad?" A voice rang behind me. I froze before turning over my shoulder to stare at

handle it when I started eating. I'm just a little nauseated

"What's wrong?" I asked.

off his suit and changed into something more casual. After that, he peered at me and said, "Get dressed, we're going out to eat. Is there anything you'd like

we go out, I won't have the appetite to eat. I'm not going." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

was not convinced. He stared and me and concluded sternly, "I'll

honest, I was not hungry

I changed my clothes and went

driving as he glanced at me from the corner of his eyes. He

thought for a moment and replied, "Something