My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He was speechless for a moment before said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I didn't think this through."

We stood next to each other, not saying anything more.

Hendrix's expression was dark, tinged with a hint of coldness.

Pedro's love-filled gaze fell on me; in it was also a type of aching that I couldn't full comprehend. Four years had passed and this pair of originally elegant and noble couple seemed to have aged a little. Time could really destroy all beautiful things.

"Hendrix, is this your way of apologizing?" Pedro asked, his voice laced with anger. "Your selfishness made the happy family that we could have been become what it is today. What are you doing now? Did you bring my daughter here to suffer with you to force us to forgive you?"

Hendrix's body shook as he raised his head to look at him, but he did not say a word.

Now that they had come to this point, someone would be hurt no matter what they did.

with a coat in her arms and frowned slightly. She put the wool coat on me and said, "If you want to move on the from the past, someone will be

that this matter started from the moment he

started from that moment

at me. Her words sounded choked as she said, " My child, please don't torture yourself. We

snow. In the cold northern wind, she seemed to be on the

her. There was pain in his eyes but he

me, I wasn't sure how

have accepted this so-called punishment. In

don't want you to suffer, but why do you do this? The wound that I buried deep inside my heart, just let it be. Why did you have to drag

yourself like this. What should I do? Should I talk you out of it? Forgive you by showing how moved I am by crying? Or should I forgive you for changing my life and accidentally killing our child? Should I have forgiven you for all that? Hendrix, should I be a saint and forgive all the harm you all

pretending that nothing had happened, and moved on with

you force me to rip open

purple. He looked at me, his lips parted,