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."

and looked up at the jeep that was

Hendrix!

he come

and dragged me away before I could push Aaron away. If it weren't 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

the car, I steadied myself. When I turned around to watch them, Hendrix's fist had already landed heavily on Aaron's face. Hendrix's punch was so

Aaron was struggling to regain his sense, Hendrix pinned him to the ground and threw continuous

around and stared at me. His eyes were cold, his tone too, "Come any closer, and

corner of his mouth and sneered, "What's with

I wouldn't?" Hendrix beat him

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

into my mind. At that time, I was bullied in the alley, and Aaron had stood up for me, but he was cornered by people

When he was being kicked and punched in the alley, he only looked at me and

of that beating, Aaron fractured his tibia, and Carol