My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The night was at its darkest at this hour. Being in the dimly lit room this late in the night, I stared at the ceiling and felt a little dizzy.

"Splatt!" Suddenly, the thunder roared from outside. Irvin's apartment was on the tenth floor-high and with a good view. However, its view was its disadvantage in days like this. The curtains in the bedroom weren't drawn, allowing the glaring flashes of lightning to brighten up the room continuously. It was rather terrifying.

It didn't take long before it started raining heavily. I closed my eyes, wanting to force myself to sleep.

But the more eager I wanted to go to bed, the more awake I was. Watching at the flashes of lightning that lit up the room repeatedly, I couldn't help but feel on edge.

Unenthusiastically, I got out of bed and went to the balcony to close the curtains. Then, when I wanted to go back to the bed again, I accidentally hit the chaise longue and I fell to the ground.

My knee was sore from the blow it took, and it took me a long time to even get up from the ground, let alone to move to the bed.

"Boom!" With another loud thunder, the lamp on the bedside table went out.

Instantly, the entire room fell dark without any light source, but thunderstorms and rain continued to roar outside. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

in the room. I froze lying on the ground, my memories had

hands were tightly tied, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't

to manifest themselves under such a circumstance. In the pitch dark room,

pacify him, but I couldn't get up

was dead, I could reunite with my baby. Thinking

to the ground. The noises I made echoed through the

where Irvin kept them. So, I could only search

have the time to think it through, and I started chasing after the cries. When I came back to

were no pedestrians, only cars coming and going on the road. Feeling like broken glasses, I had no idea what I

would have hallucinations. I would always see my child and hear

time, but I would always lose him. Sometimes, I wouldn't even

was devastated. For the first time since I had fallen ill, I had my clearest suicidal

a burden to others in my current state. Without being aware of it, I slowly walked to the center of the

harsh honks rumbled from the road. I looked up and saw

stood there, watching the car that was about to hit me. Suddenly, someone grabbed