My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It wasn't my fault for overthinking. In a situation like this, it was rather worrisome that he didn't lose his mind, didn't feel heartbroken, and acted as if nothing had happened.

He concealed his emotions so well that it felt like he was pretending that Helen was still alive, and that life was still the same as it always was.

After the pasta was done, I was about to turn around to call him over, but I surprisingly saw him resting on the doorframe with his hands crossed in front of his chest. His face was cold.

I broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "Irvin, what's wrong?"

He looked away and asked emotionlessly, "Is the pasta ready?"

I nodded, fear lingering in my heart. I placed the plates of pasta on the dining table.

As I watched him eat, I could not help but ask, "Irvin, are you alright?"

He stopped to look at me. His eyes were cold and indifferent as he asked, "What?"

I shook my head. I felt that he had suddenly grown distant and cold. "Eat. The pasta won't taste as good cold."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me. "Aren't you hungry?"

and shook my head. "I'm not. Eat

pursed his lips and

I couldn't help but feel like my pasta didn't taste that great. The way he chewed at them made it look like he was only eating

he finished, he sat on the sofa and stared at the black TV screen.

had learnt of his father's passing. His eyes too, were like a bottomless pit of darkness that was as cold as they were

I washed up the utensils and put the bowl away, I sat beside him and tried to start a conversation with him. "Irvin, life is but a series

me, and said in a harsh whisper. "Are you

For a moment, I couldn't say

I'll come over tomorrow with breakfast. Stay home

know how to comfort him,

a little cold

caught off guard by that and

took my coat and

to the villa,

was tall and slender, handsome even. Under the dim streetlights, his face, which looked a little fatigued,

you intend to stand

fell on his shoulders, making

for a moment. "Didn't you say you would come home late?" I had thought that he wouldn't even be coming home tonight from what he told me. After all, Ucrebury and Jarold City were miles