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."

my head and pursed my

make a trip to

body stiffened subconsciously. He felt it and instantly

worry. We're only going for a quick look," he said in a

finally nodded

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 didn't go to the office

The following day.

up. I watched as Anne left, only coming back to my senses after a

his keys and pulled me along, tightening his grasp on me as

the car. I sat in the car restlessly, with an

take me to the public hospital, but I

did he specify to see a doctor for a specific illness. He

me; no one else was in the office. I looked at

just have a chat

nodded, but in such a narrow space, I couldn't help but