My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It was already nine o'clock when the dinner ended.

Anne and Bennett had been picked up. There was no reason for me not to go to the bar after I had promised my colleagues. Moreover, I was the host.

So, we went to a sober bar that was located in the city center.

There were a lot of people. We were seated on the second floor with an excellent view. From the second floor, we could see the stage performance on the first floor.

Pop songs were playing on the big screen on the stage. Three men, who seemed to be in their thirties, were tuning the sound system.

We ordered some alcoholic drinks and snacks. We sat down to chat about the olden days. Although the bar was not noisy, it was very lively.

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Sitting next to me, Norman leaned in to me and asked, "Hendrix is Anne's father, right?"

Startled, I looked back and saw him looking at me.

I paused for a second and smiled. But I did not answer him.

the bottom of things. Seeing that I did not

everyone started playing games. Norman could not drink because he had

games, so I lost several

little tipsy. Before I could react to the next game, I

in his twenties. In an instant, everyone turned

me. Under the dim and multicolored light, his face revealed shyness. He said nervously, "Hello, my name is Culver Milton. May I have the chance to know you? You're

few seconds. Then, I looked at him and said, "I'm not Sierra. You

you're not wearing any makeup and looked a little different

to

persistence, I thought for a long while, but did not speak. I took out my identity card from my bag. I handed

looked at

replied politely, "In this world, there are many

his hand to me, and said, "Miss Reid, you are very beautiful. Please take these flowers. I may not be able to meet Sierra in my life, so you can keep it!" After saying

of people looked at me and echoed, "Arianna, you really resemble Sierra Noland, especially your eyes. If this were the first time I

did

lot of people. In the past, there were people who told me that I looked like Andrea. Later, there were also people who told me that I looked like Valerie. Now, someone had just told me that I looked