My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to just die like this. I wouldn't want to die without putting an end to everything.

Seeing that my eyes turned red, Irvin sighed and put my hand back under the quilt. Then, he said, "Don't do anything stupid anymore. You still have a long way to go in the future. You have to live until the end of it."

I nodded and began staring blankly at the ceiling. I wondered why I wasn't brave enough to run over Hendrix. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After a long time, I fell asleep. It was already late at night when I woke up again.

The person who I should have met in the netherworld was standing in the ward, and he was looking into my eyes.

Hendrix was, as usual, dressed in his tailored black suit. Probably because of the warmth in the ward, he took off his coat, revealing the neatly ironed white shirt underneath it. His attire very much reflected his iron-willed.

"You're awake," He stepped forward. His eyes fixated on me, but I couldn't read the emotion in them.

I closed my eyes. I really didn't want to see him.

He continued, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

I also didn't want to

you need some

months, and I was treated with IV every time. The bruises

it irritated me to see it

helped me up with his steady hand. My brows furrowed, I opened my eyes and saw his handsome face right

of warm water in front of me. I only looked at it but didn't respond. After a long time, I raised the hand

that blood began to backflow into

hand as expected. "Thump!" The glass fell to the ground

shivered. The air in the room was so cool. I smiled faintly and said, I'm

I looked at him with

fine!" Then, he crouched down to pick up the glass pieces

so quiet, Hendrix asked while he was picking up the broken pieces, "Are you still thirsty? I'll get you

His hands were slightly trembling, but my heart

He must have let Hendrix see the video. So, I asked on purpose, "Did you see the video? He suffocated to

him, I saw the restrained and repressed pain behind

was glad to know that Hendrix cried. I didn't care how much or