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.

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

rooms.

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

What a joke!

someone falling came

stopped abruptly. Raising his head, he made eye

ached a little as I told him, "She fell.

"Arianna!" Hendrix exclaimed helplessly.

repeated with urgency,

couldn't hold him back. I couldn't stop him

couldn't bear to look 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

my heart seemed to numb in comparison

bent, I hugged myself tightly with my arms around

happiness after hardships? The so-called happy

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

but my head felt heavy and I was dizzy. My body was numb from the cold and so was the pain in

I lifted my head. As it turned out, Hendrix had already been standing by my side with a gloomy

was indifferent, and he seemed to be