My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix guided me to a chair while people started crowding around Irvin as his blood slowly spread into a puddle.

I looked at him, and he opened his mouth to speak wordlessly to me. I didn't know what he was saying. I only felt that my heart felt like it was being crushed to the point of no breathing. Hendrix walked up to him, reached out his hand to check his breathing, and looked at me solemnly.

I got up and tried my best to push myself towards him. Irvin reached out his hand to grab hold of me. The second he opened his mouth, jet-black blood gushed out.

I shook my head and tears blurred my vision. "Don't talk, Irvin. You'll be fine. The doctor will be here soon."

He forced a smile, his face a little pale. "Arianna, once all of this is over, in my next life, I'll meet you and I'll make you... fall in love with me first."

feel, and my head was buzzing. I choked and said, "I'm sorry,

time, and I shouldn't have ignored his feelings. I even distanced myself from him and dismissed how he felt. I even overlooked

flowed from the corner of his mouth. "It's all right. I know you're

that I had experienced someone's death. Time and time again, I watched the people who loved me and the people I loved leave me,

them leaving. D*mn it, I was clearly the one who should be hurt and punished. Why did

body, at Hendrix's cold face, at the passive Nerissa who was not far away from me, and the passers-by who were immersed in discussion. Sᴇaʀch

been stabbed by hundreds of sharp knives. It was so painful

die so soon? I hadn't even had time to think about my last words

hand tightly to stop them from taking him away. However, Hendrix forcibly wrapped me in his arms and said in a

wave of hatred rise in my heart. Looking at Nerissa, whose face was