My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

She was partly responsible during Monique's death that year. If she came here brazenly like this, it probably meant that she had lived peacefully for the past few years. There was a trace of fear hidden on her face. She looked toward Josiah. It seemed like she wasn't scared of Monique, but Josiah.

What a joke. It turned out that Josiah still didn't know about the truth of Monique's death!

"Miss Reid, I know you and Monique are good friends. But people can't come back to life after their death. Besides, aren't people supposed to face forward and live on?" She actually spoke those words so openly.

If I didn't know her past, I would have thought that she must be an elegant and optimistic person.

"One can't come back to life after death, but how does one die?" I looked at Josiah as I laughed derisively. "Josiah, have you ever wondered how Monique died?"

"Miss Reid!" She probably didn't expect that I would be asking Josiah directly. Chloe said urgently, "Didn't Monique pass because she got worked up after your accident? It's a long time ago. Why are you bringing up the past again?"

Why did I bring it up again?

I looked at her. My gaze fell onto her belly which was slightly bulging. I suddenly felt sympathy for her. After all, the child was innocent.

asked as he saw that I kept

Josiah, you can find it out yourself if you want to know about it. You don't have to ask me. Don't get taken advantage of like a fool,"

many people. Chloe deserved the worst, but if I told Josiah those words now, how much different would I be from

far from the city. I looked at Anne who was staring dazedly at the tombstone. I said,

at Josiah. She hesitated a moment before she said, "Goodbye,

was surprised for a moment while Josiah's body stiffened. As if he was hypnotized, he replied, "Goodbye!" He

steps of the cemetery. She was tiny, so she was slow. At last, I carried her on my

so long, like there was no end to it. "Anne, did you like the

introduced them, Anne wouldn't

different from the

blood-related after

Mom?" she asked as she laid on

like him, but I don't hate him either. But he

must be sleepy as a long

taxi here, so I waited on the roadside for