My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He looked at Nerissa with a self-deprecating smile on his face. "Aunt Nerissa, it's not that she can't leave me, but I can't leave her. I can't do without her. I've never learned how to love her, so I had been hurting her all this time. I don't only love her, I also lost the ability to love anyone else after I met her. No matter what happens in the future, I want to protect her and I want to do as much as I can for her. The past is in the past. The future is what's important, isn't it?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I stood frozen on the spot as I stared at him. There was an unspeakable pain in my heart and my eyes fell on the ring on his finger. Yes, it seemed that he had never taken off that ring.

Perhaps Nerissa never expected he would say something like this. She opened her mouth, yet no words came out.

She looked up at me with a little self-deprecation, shook her head and left in a daze.

I turned around and went back to the bedroom. I never thought about what kind of existence I was to Hendrix. I knew that he loved me and that put my heart at ease, but I never thought that his feelings ran so deep.

Lying on the bed, I was completely awake. When Hendrix came in, I was still lost in thought with my eyes open.

When I saw him coming in, I tried to close my eyes. Unfortunately, he noticed it. "What's wrong? You can't sleep?"

Then, I said, "Maybe it's because I'm not used to this room." I regretted my words after I said them. Why did the bedroom that we were so familiar with four years ago, felt

down beside me and drew

feeling a little

cold. I stayed up in a daze until midnight. I felt a little cold, so I drew

shallow pain in my heart. We never know what would happen in the future, so we should live

bedroom. In a daze,

I thought it was a dream at first, but when he looked up at

a smile, he said, "Do you

was stunned for a moment. "Is it for

is good today. You can go out for a walk and

nodded my head, agreeing to his

visit to Ucrebury was

at an outdoor studio. Hendrix actually didn't need to go. But he thought that he could take me on a walk there,