My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Aaron was as giddy as a child. For a moment, I didn't know how to carry on with the conversation. I could only watch him carry the fruits into the front yard.

He said with joy in his eyes, "If you like it, I'll bring them more often from now on. If you want to go back to Hovell, let me know, and I'll take you back. We can go back together!"

My nose twitched, and I felt somewhat rattled. Aaron was lonely, so was I. I finally understood why he said we belonged nowhere.

My eyes were so sore that it was causing discomfort. I took a breath and said calmly, "Well, it's getting late. You should go back!"

People relate through dependency.

Since there was no sense of belonging, no matter how far we went, our heart and soul would wander.

Aaron fixed his eyes on me and suddenly laughed. Before I realized what happened, he pulled me into his arms and said, "Arianna, everything is well this way."

up at the jeep that

Hendrix!

did he come

for Aaron's car beside me, I would have been thrown far away. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

Hendrix's fist had already landed heavily on Aaron's face. Hendrix's punch was so strong that the corner of Aaron's mouth swollen up immediately, and he bled

regain his sense, Hendrix pinned him

stared at me. His eyes

hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "What's with you trying to

you think I wouldn't?" Hendrix beat him up good after

frightened me. I yelled at the top of my voice, "Hendrix, stop! He'll die if

was still at the end of the line, enduring Hendrix's punches. Childhood memories surged into my mind. At that time, I was bullied in the alley, and Aaron

with his words. When he was being kicked and punched in the alley, he only looked at me and soothed,

wept. As a result of that beating, Aaron