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.

and I let myself gaze

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

immediately reached out to pull my

nothing to do with me. Even when it came to the Miller family's affairs, it was

not meddling in their affairs and my idea of it were completely different. I owed Irvin my life. Thus, if anything were to happen to the two elders of the Miller family or if they ever needed me, I would

there was no way I could ignore

hand from his and

"I'm sorry."

across his eyes

voice

I was like a deflated balloon. I looked

to do with Irvin or Andrea. Something between him and I

on me without blinking. He pressed his lips tightly together as if he was trying his hardest to control his emotions. "In

me, he took a step back. He took one last glance at

the space between my eyebrows. The headache had

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