My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was quivering, and every cell of my body was squealing to push Hendrix away.

Irvin wasn't here, so I had no one to ask for help from. It left me no choice but to stand stiffly and let him hold me.

As the rain poured, I lost my strength and grew more light-headed.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a hospital.

I glanced sideways, and I saw Hendrix's haggard but still handsome face.

He was sleeping, barely supporting himself on the edge of the hospital bed. It didn't seem like a comfortable position to sleep in, but perhaps he was exhausted too. There was stubble on his chin, which I hadn't seen for a long time. It made him look more raddled.

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hand off my shoulder. Irritation and anxiety grew inside me, and, raising my voice, I said, "Hendrix, I want you to stay away from me. Stay away! Can't you understand that?" I could keep my thoughts in rein when I'm with Irvin, but not with Hendrix. Seeing him would remind me of Andrea, stirring up

is done!" Someone spoke from outside the ward. It was

in her hand. When she saw me, the corners of her mouth lifted, and she said very gently, "You're awake, Arianna.

her pregnant bump. Every time I saw it, my heart hurt like I was stabbed with

that night came to my mind. I clenched my jaws together, and something snapped in my head. I picked up the items placed

quick to react, and he stood in front of her to shield her.

hatred was so consuming that all I wanted was for them to die. Those who had hurt me must die. I wanted

my child is now dead. I have nothing to lose now. So. don't you dare to think that you'll be any better. You and your