My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 639

I went to open the door at the sound of the doorbell, and my eyes met his. It had only been one night since I last saw him, and there was already stubble on his chin. He looked weary. "Can I come in?" He asked, his voice sounded dry and tired.

I nodded and made way for him.

He looked at me gently and said, "I'm sorry!"

I smiled, "I'm not angry." Nerissa was an elder in the Roberts family, so there wasn't much he could do.

He pulled me into his arms. The smell of cigarettes on him enclosed me. "This won't happen again."

This sounded like a promise, and assurance.

I whispered a murmur of agreement. I hadn't slept at all, so lying in his arms now made me feel at ease.

Weariness kicked in. I shut my eyes, longing for him to stay, I said, "If you're not busy today, could you accompany me to sleep for a bit?"

smiled faintly and said indulgently, "I'm not busy, I

Group. Listening to his lie, I pressed my lips and smiled. I told myself that it was alright, that life was a long journey, there had to be days where we lived

days could pass so peacefully,

fell. When I woke up, the sky was already dark. I had somehow slept

I had awoken, he smiled and asked, "What

of a beautiful sea of flowers." I dreamt more often now. In my dream, I would see Monique, Grandma,

kept for your

afraid of being caught and called

pressed his chin against my cheek, his stubble was a bit prickly. He replied in a low voice, "What would bearing a little gossip matter

being cheeky with him and got out of bed. This house had just been recently occupied, so

as well

In the living room.

I revised some study materials. There

after, Evan brought Anne over, along with some daily

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