My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I paused for a moment. "Thank me for what?"

She pursed her lips, "Thank you for not loving him."

I froze and didn't know what to say.

"Can we still be friends?" She looked at me.

"I thought we've always been friends?" I replied.

She laughed uncontrollably, "Arianna, thank you."

Initially, I thought she was here to confront me. I never did quite... expect this.

Miller's death really did a number on Irvin, and he never expected my presence. I know I owe him too much, but in the end, I still can't bring myself to repay him with my feelings,

tried to pull him out of it, but I couldn't. Four years ago when I returned here with him, he stayed in Ucrebury for half a year. At first, I didn't know why he wanted to go to Ucrebury. Then, I saw that he regularly drank until he was piss drunk. He didn't care about himself nor others around him. Later on, he saw Nerissa on the news announcing that

first, I thought that he would make Nerissa suffer a fate worse than death. But he didn't. He placed all his focus on the war with the Roberts

she looked at me and smiled. "Don't take this to heart though. I know I shouldn't have told you all this,

you how much he needs you. You're his salvation. I even

remained silent, not

I discovered a USB in his study. Inside it was everything about how you were after giving birth. He loved you, not

a coat in his hand and put it on me. He said, "Madam, Mr. Roberts said that it's cold outside. It is best if you don't stay out for too long." Obviously, the

at Shirley. "I'll see

lips together. She questioned unknowingly, "Is this what Hendrix's love looks

lightly and didn't

me

something but seemed to be hesitating. Finally, he said,