My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Hendrix, do you love me?" I asked. That was a stupid question, but it was common for girls to ask that.

He raised his arm, placed his hand on my cheek, and rubbed my earlobe with his fingertip, "What about you?"

Me?

I was a little lost. It was a long time ago. I fell in love with Hendrix at first sight, and I carried on those beautiful feelings I had up until now. However, after such a long journey, I couldn't get any response from him. So, I had started to become less persistent and even planned to leave him.

Perhaps, I didn't love him as much as I thought I'd be anymore.

Seeing that I was silent, the light in his eyes dimmed. After a long pause, he said, "It's okay. We can take this slowly. We'll love each other deeply in the future."

I didn't say anything and just pushed him slightly, "Go take a bath. I'm tired."

It had been too long, and I should have let go of him earlier. I was really getting tired.

planted a kiss on my forehead, then got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

stared blankly at the

vibrating, I didn't intend to pick it up, but the phone kept ringing, so I answered

and I'm scared." Andrea sounded

"He's taking a shower.

I answered. She continued, "Why did you answer Hendrix's phone? What

I repeated, "I said

so shameless!" Andrea replied. Sometimes I felt that Andrea was just a simple girl with only basic tactics in mind. Besides crying and yelling, she couldn't come

may always call him again when he's done, as his mistress." I replied harshly. To be clear, I wasn't disgusted at her as a person. I was

hung up the phone before Andrea's

the bridge of my nose. When I looked up, Hendrix was already standing by the bathroom door, staring at me with his cold dark

directly pointed out, "Andrea called. She was too persistent, so I picked it up. She wanted

was already midsummer, but I still felt

you say to her?" He asked me in a deep tone. It seemed that he was only asking casually without any