My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

From the corner of my eyes, I could see the small spark in his hand. I did not know what he was feeling. I raised my hand, took the cigarette butt from his hand and took a light puff. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The thick cigarette smoke engendered within me an urge to cough. I felt like I was about to choke to death but fortunately, I managed to pull through.

"Stupid!" He said and took the cigarette from my hand. He immediately stubbed it out and threw it into the trash can.

His dark gaze fell on me. I couldn't tell what was on his mind. "If you're in a bad mood, you can vent it on me."

I smiled lightly and shook my head, "Hendrix, I'm tired." I really was fatigued. Most people in this world lived under constant pressure. As such, every second of their lives was filled with pain and suffering. Living became a tiring chore.

He held me in his arms, squeezing my whole body so tight that it started to hurt. But then I realized, it was actually my heart that was hurting.

was happy and I knew it was fate. At the time, I wondered how a woman her age could still be so elegant and beautiful. It was really a blessing from God. However, she was willing to hurt me for Andrea's sake. In the warehouse, I felt my child die little by little. At the time, I hated her. I swore

my child, the

the end, the price I paid was

growing pain vibrating from his chest to the

heavier, a sign

place four years ago, I wanted to hate you. I even thought to stay as far away

in Hovell, I realized that I could not hate you anymore. The resentment that was suppressed in my heart for many years had become a waste. I knew that if I can't hate you, then I certainly won't be able to hate her. She's my biological mother; that's a fact that can't be changed. No matter how

and pain in my

past and to start over again. But the despair buried in me