My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He wasn't expecting to be pushed away. He forcibly took two steps back and didn't come forward anymore. Instead, he poured his eyes into mine. The air was filled with viscous coldness. I thought that he would be enraged and yell at me.

Surprisingly, he didn't!

We locked eyes and stared at each other for the longest time. Then, he suddenly tore his gaze away before leaving.

I didn't know how all this happened. He did treat me well, and he did care for me. I knew all this and yet, how did things turn out this way?

Drop by drop, my tears fell to the ground.

Before he left the bedroom, I stepped forward and abruptly hugged him from the back. I then pleaded hoarsely, "Don't go!"

His body stiffened as he stopped in his tracks, allowing me to freely hold him in my arms.

"I'm sorry!" I cried as I buried my head on his back.

He was silent. He didn't utter a word to me, as if he was waiting for me to speak.

After a long while, he held onto my hands which were snaked tightly around his waist. Then, he turned towards me and stared at me emotionless. "If you're asking me to stay just because you want to apologize, then that's not necessary." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

face, and I let myself gaze at him for a

loose strands of hair behind my ear. He lowered his head and planted a light kiss on

his actions and quickly withdrew my hands. He immediately reached out to pull my hands into his palm.

do with me. Even when it came to the Miller

were completely different. I owed Irvin my life. Thus, if anything were

was no

hand

"I'm sorry."

sternness flashed across his eyes

voice

sighed. At this moment, I was like a deflated balloon. I looked

Irvin or Andrea. Something between

tightly together as if he was trying

step back. He took

my eyebrows.

the clothes that he tossed around the room, I felt irritated. I tried to calm myself down as I leaned down