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.

person heaved a long sigh and spoke with a hint of indescribable emotion in his voice, "Arianna, don't you believe that bad people would turn

answered his question with another question, "What do

in my memories. However, five years wasn't a long time. I could still remember how he killed Monique's parents and forced his grandmother to

staring at the dark

have been

so that you would leave me alone?" I said while looking straight at the street lamps that

can't live without

I didn't say anything.

useless worrying about him. I had to

good life together. Well still be as carefree as we were when we were young. He

wasn't worthy of Hendrix, but he felt

go back. Grandma is gone. The old mulberry tree in front of the door has also been cut down. Aaron, can you stop showing up and interrupting my life anymore, please?" I knew it

night sky, and his eyes dark and unfocused. After some time, he replied, "I

Forget it!

I was tired. So, I got

figured out. If he wanted to hurt me, he 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 there was no prey to