My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"You also look like another person!" Sawyer said seriously. I continued cutting into my steak. I thought he was just chatting as he was too bored.

"Mm!" I responded indifferently as I focused my gaze onto the plate.

Sawyer didn't eat. He merely swirled his wine glass and said, "You look very much like my mother, especially your eyes."

I found Sawyer incredibly boring. As I continued biting another piece of steak, I said, "I do have a fairly common look. Some people even thought that I looked like Andrea!"

I remember that Grandfather used to make that remark, but I disagreed. After all, there were too many people who shared the same eye color. Being born into the same land meant that we shared a common ancestor, and it was not uncommon for everyone to at least have some resemblance with one another.

He curled his lips and drank all the red wine in his glass. He then looked at me and said, "Why did you decide to transfer to another university when you were in Newland University?"

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Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, I looked at him and said, "Were we schoolmates?"

He raised his eyebrows, poured himself another glass of red wine, and said, "You really don't remember?"

I could only recall meeting him after being

his shoulders and did not say

at me and said, "It doesn't matter. Just make sure you

Sawyer didn't eat at all but proceeded to drink the entire bottle.

and went to pay the bill. If I went home too late, it

an unpredictable manner. I coincidentally saw Sawyer's mother, Valerie

bumping into either one of them was not a big deal at

expect that Andrea and Valerie actually knew each

duo was shopping together. They were behaving so friendly with each other than any person would've thought that Valeria was Andrea's mother. However, I didn't think much as I made my way

"Can you walk on your own?" "No way!" He opened his mouth, his tone

around my waist. It took me using half of my body to support

restaurant elegantly yet exited the same place so embarrassingly. How fitting for a person

placed him on the passenger's seat and got behind the steering wheel. As I was so accustomed to driving a Cadillac, it was strange trying to

at that time and I managed to avoid any

to send him to Pearis Manor, as I could still recall the route from past visits there with Hendrix. However, Sawyer stubbornly

living in Flora Villa. I was surprised at