My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Sawyer didn't seem to like speaking about that person and he said gloomily, "That's her daughter. She has nothing to do with me!" Noticing his reaction, I didn't ask any further. Then, I felt my cravings aroused when I saw a profiterole shop under the twin towers.

I looked at Sawyer and said, "You can go meet Josiah and Monique in the mall first, I'll join you after buying something."

After that, I went straight to the profiterole shop. It was something both me and Monique enjoyed. To be honest, Monique and I had a lot in common.

My mind wandered after placing my order. I realized that most of my childhood memories were long gone. I only remembered that since I was young, I had developed a liking for sweet pastries, especially those dusted with a layer of icing sugar.

"Boss, two ice cream puffs please!" I heard a deep voice coming from behind. It felt so familiar yet so distant as if it came from a memory that was long forgotten.

The shop owner replied, "Okay, wait a minute!"

If it wasn't for that, I would've thought I was still dreaming!

a certain way under certain circumstances. For instance, whenever I sensed

would be primitively overwhelmed by fear despite him

freeze as my breathing began to feel constricted and

of brutality within

begin to become more shallow. I couldn't even muster the strength to receive the profiterole the shop

lifted my hands up and placed the food pack on my palms. His tone was deceivingly gentle, "Arianna, if this is the way you greet me,

tremblingly, "Sorry, you must've gotten the wrong person!" Then, I didn't even bother to look at him, although it had been five years since I last saw the person. I ran away in a complete

had once told me that he wouldn't deliberately look for me unless our next reunion was fate's doing. If so,

anymore

thought that

Asherton under such circumstances.

profiteroles to Monique and said, "Monique, we need to return to Ucrebudy as soon as possible, and I mean, now!" Noticing my state

I said, my voice