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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stared blankly

I didn't intend to pick it up, but the

come over and accompany me? I'm alone, and I'm

said, "He's taking a shower. You can

her tone, she wasn't happy that I answered. She continued, "Why did

me feel a little annoyed, and I repeated, "I said Hendrix is taking a shower.

Besides crying and yelling, she couldn't come up with other

Miss Burton, you 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 just disgusted at the fact that I was entangled in her mess. It was

hung up the phone before Andrea's heartbroken scream

bridge of my nose. When I looked up, Hendrix was

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

laid back in the bed. It was already midsummer, but I still

asked me in a deep tone. It seemed that he was only asking casually without any