My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Nothing. I just feel that you can be indecisive at times. Some people are just too loathsome, so much so that they should not exist in the first place."

"Are you responsible for what happened to Sierra?" I uttered the words that had been gnawing at the back of my mind.

Stubbing out the cigarette butt, he said nonchalantly, "She asked for it!"

"Irvin!" My body stiffened as if being frozen in a block of ice.

How did he become this person?

He said, looking seemingly unperturbed, "Her existence is worthless. To continue to live is to be a burden to others."

I landed a slap square across his face. My palm felt numb from the pain.

The man got out of the car with lightning speed and stood before me to stop me from harming Irvin.

as the blood spilt from the corner of his lip. He wiped the

and asked,

a few steps backward. "Irvin, you'd better not cross the line," I spat. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

and flashed a cold smile nonchalantly. "And where's Hendrix Roberts' line? Do you really think he's that gentle and tolerant? Have you ever seen how he forced

than I am. Arianna, there's always more to someone than meets the eye." "Enough!" I yelled into the air, "It's getting late.

ache in my heart from all the feelings I had bottled up. Fortunately, he did not trail after me. I heaved a sigh of relief. How could someone turn

Hendrix was not around. I curled up in a blanket, feeling

recently, so much so that his hectic schedule was up to his neck. At

that he was busy and that

some things still

to Jarold University for a lecture the next day. When I woke up, I caught sight

Hendrix owned as he was discreet about it. There was only a handful of people who knew

it was obvious that someone had

of the time, the reporters would get in touch with me only when