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.

wool coat on me and said, "If you want to move on the from the past, someone

at Hendrix. I knew that this matter started from the moment he had me

and suffering started from

said, " My child, please don't torture yourself. We

In the cold northern wind, she seemed to be on the verge of collapsing with every step

her. There was pain in

how I felt

was punishing themselves; they seemed to have accepted this so-called punishment. In this case, it seemed that I should just get

love you and I don't want you to suffer, but why do you

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

silent, I could continue pretending that nothing had happened, and moved on with

did you force me to rip open my wounds to remove the rotten

and purple. He looked at me,