My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I turned on the lights and looked around the room, but Hendrix was nowhere to be found. The balcony floor, however, was littered with cigarette butts. It was evident that he had been smoking a lot last night. I thought I might find him in the study, so I walked barefoot out of the bedroom.

It seemed I was wrong. He was in the living room.

Andrea's blue dress was thoroughly soaked. She stared upwards at Hendrix who was taller than her, her eyes red and filled with stubbornness.

"Leave!" Hendrix said, visibly annoyed.

"No!" Andrea's lips curled into a smile, ambiguously innocent as it was pitiful. "You know I'm afraid of thunder," she explained.

Andrea wore an expression of weakness and helplessness, which was accentuated by her drenched clothes and tousled hair.

After a while, Hendrix gave in and uttered, "Go and take a shower first."

Andrea nodded, looking at him as she paused briefly before saying, "I didn't bring a change of clothes with me."

"The ones you left in the guest room are still there," Hendrix replied.

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Andrea nodded again and headed into the guest room.

villa, he had mentioned that it was large and spacious, and would be able to accommodate the many children he was

rooms.

I had never even realized when Andrea had left a set of clothing in

What a joke!

of someone falling

but he stopped abruptly. Raising his head, he made eye contact

ached a little as I told

"Arianna!" Hendrix exclaimed helplessly.

repeated with urgency,

stop him from running

at him anymore, so I turned around and went back to the bedroom. The storm was raging heavily outside on the balcony. I walked over and stood at the opening between the balcony doors, letting the strong winds carry the heavy rain droplets onto my body. Soon, my body

numb in comparison

bent, I hugged myself tightly with my arms around my

there be happiness after hardships? The so-called happy endings in

only be dealt with alone through gritted teeth. Nobody else

too long in the rain, but my head felt heavy and I was dizzy. My body was numb from the cold

pitter-pattering about the room, I lifted my head. As it turned out, Hendrix had already been standing by my side

was indifferent, and he seemed to be