My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As the crowd dispersed gradually, I lifted my dress and left the hall.

Aaron was sitting leisurely on the swing in the courtyard. He looked at me from a distance with a faint smile across his face.

I returned the gaze, "I never expect you to be an onlooker." After saying that, I left immediately.

People would change. Five years ago, Aaron liked to torment people in his wicked way. However, right then, he might've brought me there so that he could watch a good show. Thinking about it, he probably liked to torture people at a slower pace then.

The southern suburbs were already far away from the city. Plus, we were in a luxurious area. So, there were no taxis in that area, basically only private cars that came and went. Furthermore, if one didn't get permission from someone living in that area, they couldn't drive in no matter what. Which meant that if I wanted to take a taxi, I had to walk beyond the golf course. It was going to be a really long journey.

I took off my heels and walked along the road next to the golf course. Not long later, a car followed me at a very slow speed. It seemed like it was following me deliberately. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I didn't even have to think to know who it was. But I didn't stop walking. Instead, I picked up the pace.

After a while, when I saw that the car was still following me, I stopped and went to the golf course lawn to sit down.

Someone sat down beside me.

of indescribable emotion in his voice,

question, "What do you want for coming back this

cultured in my memories. However, five years wasn't a long time. I could still remember how he killed Monique's

and his eyes staring at the dark

a long time, I would have been moved by those words. However, we weren't, and

leave me alone?" I said while looking straight at the

won't let you die. I can't live without you. We still have a

I didn't say anything.

was useless worrying about him. I had to move on in one

still be as carefree as we were when we were young. He doesn't deserve

thought that I wasn't worthy of Hendrix, but he felt the other

of the door has also been cut down. Aaron, can you stop showing up and interrupting my life anymore, please?" I knew it was useless to ask him of that, but at least I

looked at the starry night sky, and his eyes dark and unfocused. After some time,

Forget it!

I was tired. So, I got

wouldn't have brought me there. He just wanted to see me helpless for his stimulation. He was a hunter, and he must have felt uncomfortable when