My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

When I woke up at midnight, Hendrix was not around. So, I got out of bed and went to Anne's bedroom.

Anne was sleeping soundly. Hendrix had given her room warm and cozy interior designs. As she slept quietly, she looked like an angel that had fallen from the sky.

After watching her quietly as she slept, my wandering mind came back to the present moment. Much to my astonishment, Hendrix had been standing behind me.

I sluggishly turned to look at him. Sensing I was still a little drowsy, he walked towards me. He held me in his arms and hugged me for a while. After that, he led me out of Anne's bedroom.

We went back to our bedroom. Lying on the bed, I asked, "What did Josiah tell you?"

I didn't get to ask him about it as I was enervated on our way back home.

He looked at me and pursed his lips. After a brief pause, he replied, "It's about Anne. The Saunders family found out about her. They want her to stay with them."

I smacked the lamp on the bedside table and it fell off. I felt myself becoming more hysterical as I said through gritted teeth, "Over my dead body."

off the bed and started picking up the lamp carefully with his bare hands. There were shards of glass on the floor. Pursing my lips, I felt a

the mess on the floor, he turned to look at me. "If you insist on having Anne stay

my side; the same can't be said if she stays with Saunders. Are you certain that Josiah will take good care of her? Will the Saunders family members treat her well? Who does he

Josiah take Anne away

before patting it gently to console me. He assured, "Nobody will force you if you stand your ground. Honey, it's

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called me. Though I didn't want to answer it, I knew

I said into the

subsided. Thus, I wanted to minimize our contact with

voice over the phone sounded soft. He said, "Are you

brain, but I couldn't remember what promise I had

to come over to my place this month to

few days, and this naturally, became the least of my concerns. And thus, it slipped my mind. Now that he jogged my memory, I

gossip columnists stopped featuring our stories, I was now occupied with looking after Anne. Since Josiah wanted to take her away, I had to think of ways to prevent it from happening. All in all, I had little time to think about cooking for