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?"

reply. I also didn't

need

the dull pain at the back of my hand. I was hospitalized too many times in the past two months, and I was treated with IV every time. The bruises on the back of

see it lasted

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

but didn't respond. After a long time, I raised the hand attached

glass, so much so that blood began to backflow into the infusion line. Hendrix looked at me

my eyes and felt the glass slip off my hand as expected. "Thump!" The glass fell to the ground

in the room was so cool. I smiled faintly and said,

at him with cold

a hard and stiff voice, "It's fine!" Then, he crouched down to pick up the glass pieces

was picking up

were slightly trembling, but my heart grew

have let Hendrix see the video. So, I asked on purpose, "Did you

saw him, I saw

I didn't care how much or how long he cried. I only needed to know that he was in