My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Perhaps it was due to the heat from recent days, a thunderstorm broke out outside.

The bathroom was deathly silent. I thought Hendrix was angry which played a part in this. After a while, I found out he wasn't.

He calmed down and straightened himself. Looking at me, he said, "Rest well."

Then, he turned around and left.

He was really whimsical indeed.

When Monique walked in, I was still in a daze on the bathroom floor. Seeing me in such a deplorable state, she exclaimed, "Arianna, do you not want to live anymore? Why are you doing this to yourself? Even if you don't love yourself anymore, at the very least, think of the baby!"

She carried me out of the bathroom. I sat somewhat rigidly on the bed and let her dry my hair.

After a long while, I asked Monique, "Do you think a man will fall in love with a woman because of a child?"

Monique paused, thought for a moment, and answered, "It's possible. After all, many women would fall in love with someone they didn't love for the same reason."

there had been many instances

what if the child is gone?" I asked,

confused.

thinking about? It's been two months. You must have

hand to my face, feeling a little frustrated.

dried my hair, put me to bed,

storm rumbled on outside the window. Monique was afraid that I couldn't fall

was not because I was afraid. It was just that I was so agitated that I didn't

managed to catch forty winks, I was jolted awake by

already risen, and

Kelsey. She sounded anxious as she blurted, "Miss Reid, Brilliant Audit has already

Shelley Group to them. You will oversee the whole process," I instructed calmly. I was in a mess, and it would be easy for me to screw things up. She affirmed and replied,

trip

to go on a business trip. Hanging up the phone, I

of bed to find that Monique had already made an omelet for breakfast. She looked at me and said awkwardly, "I'm really sorry, I haven't cooked in a while, so I'm a little rusty." Looking at the burnt omelet on the table, I stifled a laugh and said, "You