My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

When I arrived at the meeting spot, Shirley hadn't reached yet. I proceeded to look for a seat by the windows and ordered a coffee for myself. My mind wandered while I sat and waited for Shirley. I didn't like coffee. It was so bitter that I couldn't swallow it, so I asked for more sugar.

Shirley was obviously sent here by her driver when she arrived. Her winter clothes were thick and heavy, but her pregnant stomach looked bigger compared to the last time we met.

She held her waist as she sat down beside me. Then, she ordered a glass of hot milk while folding her collar which she had pulled up due to the cold.

Her hands were red from being out in the cold. After the waiter served the mug of hot milk, she quickly held onto it to warm up her hands.

I looked at her quietly as I waited until her hands were warmed up enough to speak.

her

as a response. The press was still very persistent and

all this wasn't easy

It was raining in Mesville that day, and I found him sitting in a daze at the central square. He didn't seem to care that he looked like a mess. Perhaps because he was good-looking, I went to him with

person she was talking about was

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different from the girls in your country. I've been educated since I was a child to have a gentleman's etiquette. Simply shading him under an umbrella was nothing, but he was very good-looking. Goodlooking people will inevitably attract the attention of others. After I pestered him and finally slept with him, I started wanting more.

"He wanted to

me to get close to him after that. I might

his