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.

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rooms.

later that I realized that his vision would never come to pass. I had never even realized when Andrea had left a set

What a joke!

sound of someone falling came from the

abruptly. Raising his head, he made eye contact with me. He asked as the look in his eyes grew distant,

as I told him, "She fell. Go check

"Arianna!" Hendrix exclaimed helplessly.

repeated with urgency,

I couldn't stop him from running to

on the balcony. I walked over and stood at the

in comparison to

ground with my knees bent, I hugged myself tightly with my arms around

The so-called happy endings in fairytales

can only be dealt with alone through gritted teeth. Nobody else would

in the rain, but my head felt heavy and I was dizzy. My

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

was indifferent, and he seemed to be