My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I turned to look at Evan, his gaze also seemed different from usual. They were now filled with sympathy and pain.

What was wrong with me?

I was trapped in my own emotions and couldn't calm down at all. With whatever consciousness I had left, I curled myself up onto the ground and put my arms around my head tightly, as I pulled at my hair. I was not sick, I really was not sick!

An hour passed before I finally regained awareness. Hendrix stayed by my side the whole time. I looked around in search of Anne, but she was nowhere to be found.

Tugging at Hendrix, I asked, "Did Josiah take Anne 911

He embraced me as he shook his head, his gaze gentle as he answered, "No, she's asleep in her room."

He hugged me tightly in his arms. In a deep voice, he said, "Josiah won't take her away. She will forever be our daughter, and will forever stay by our side. Don't worry, she won't go anywhere." Listening to his promise, I calmed down and laid in his arms, listening to his heart beat. A long silence ensued.

He patted me on the back as if to comfort me. "I'm sorry. I've been too busy lately and have neglected you. It's my fault for not taking good care of you."

pursed my lips,

make a trip to the hospital tomorrow,

subconsciously. He felt it and instantly held me

only going for a quick look," he said in

finally nodded

the hospital would mean that I had really fallen ill. After four years, I thought that I had already healed on my own, that I had let go of everything and recovered. But, alas, I didn't. That night, I didn't suffer from insomnia nor behaved aggressively. Hendrix

The following day.

as Anne left, only coming back to my senses after

tightening his grasp on me as he said, "Anne will

followed him into the car. I sat in the car restlessly, with an inexplicable feeling of

to the public hospital, but I didn't expect to be taken to a private

for a

one else was in the office.

see the doctor. You'll just have a chat

such a narrow space, I couldn't