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.

on the ground, my memories had

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

such a circumstance. In the pitch dark room, I felt like I had heard

pacify him, but I couldn't get up from

I was dead, I could reunite with my baby. Thinking of this, I fumbled

pitch dark, I pushed everything off to the ground.

to find the knives, but I didn't know where Irvin kept them. So, I could only search around in blindness even though it

enough for me. I didn't have the time to think it through, and I started chasing after the cries. When I came back to my

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

I couldn't help it, I would have

after him every time, but I would always lose him. Sometimes, I wouldn't even find my way

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

my current state. Without being aware of it, I slowly walked to

from the road. I looked up and saw a blinding white light in front

the car that was about to hit me. Suddenly,