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.

Hendrix probably threw him a look, which was why the noise from the other side of the phone piped down a little. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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!"

I ended the call without waiting for him to

turned

had nightmares throughout. I finally managed to fall

she couldn't

me the address. I'll go over

got up and sat by the bed for quite a while before

a moment? You can continue to sleep

continued, "Remember to open the door for me

she ended the

checked my phone, and besides Hendrix's

asleep. I only had an unbearable headache and I even

under my eyes were exceptionally somber. She asked,

a dressing session for me, and I've already

of beautiful eyes deepened. She exclaimed inexplicably, "I'm just afraid... that this won't go very

she looked at me and said,

There was still a buzz