My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Austin described the scenario in graphic detail, and the anxiety in his tone was vivid.

I held the phone to my ear as I stood on the balcony, irritated at what I was hearing. I mocked emotionlessly, "If he doesn't value himself, let him drink till he's dead!"

"Arianna..."

"Arianna, are you a woman or not?" The phone had been taken away from Austin and Hendrix was now speaking to me in a strong, nasally voice. It sounded like he was piss drunk.

"You don't know whether I'm a woman or not? Hendrix, you're drinking and babbling about your emotions in the middle of the night - do you think you're three years old?" I said, unaware that the phone was on speaker mode.

Austin exploded and called out Hendrix's name, dragging it out. It was obvious that he was teasing him.

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I was really not in the mood to continue talking about these useless things with him. I added,

"Hendrix, if there's no reason to, don't call me. I'm hanging up!"

that, I ended the call without

turned my

I finally

my voice was a little hoarse and tired, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss Reid, you didn't sleep

said, "Send me the address. I'll go over

and sat by the

- I'll pick you up in a moment? You can continue to sleep for a while, and I'll bring you

was just about to refuse, she continued, "Remember to open the door for me later. I've got to go.

ended

confused. I checked my phone, and besides Hendrix's calls from last night, there were no more messages

had an unbearable

dark circles under my eyes were exceptionally somber. She asked, "Why don't you take a rain check

I've already missed our appointment a few times. Once

deepened. She exclaimed inexplicably, "I'm just afraid... that this won't

at me and

was still a buzz in