My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The rain was getting heavier. After feeling the wind on my face for a while, I no longer felt agitated.

Once peace made its way back into my mind, I started to feel sleepy. I leaned my body against the window and closed my eyes, ready to doze off for a while.

However, just as I was about to fall asleep, the bedroom door swung open.

Hendrix looked cold as he entered, making the whole room feel like its temperature had dropped a few degrees.

He looked down at me, so I sat up straight, and the drowsiness that had been brewing in me was gone.

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He then led me from the balcony back to the bedroom, his eyes looking terribly dark. "Am I that disgusting to you? Do you have to torture yourself like this? Are you trying to die before your time?"

I didn't have the energy to quarrel with him. I felt like my body was void of all strength as I drifted in and out of nausea. I looked up at him with my gaze lowered without saying anything.

My mouth and lips felt dry. I took a look around the bedroom and realized that there was no water, so I gave up all thoughts about having a drink.

like this. He then quickly helped me onto bed, closed the window, and turned the heater in the bedroom up to the

were already wet from the rain. He found another pair, dressed

how I looked, she lowered her voice and asked,

said, "Go get her a cup of

nodded and

I laid down in bed,

quickly to hold his hands,

medicine for you!"

fine," I stated, feeling some pain from

better apply it yourself or let me do

angry and asked, "Hendrix, are you done?" I was already feeling tired, yet here he

I had to handle being annoyed as well.

now. I told you not to disturb me. Did you not hear me?" After that, I laid back down on the bed and pulled the

hadn't been like this

right, but I couldn't