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.

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"He's taking a shower. You

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bridge of my nose. When I looked up, Hendrix was already standing by the bathroom

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