My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I approached him, my lips pressed together. My eyes fell on his chest. "Has anyone called you a snack?"

He started grinning/ "You are definitely the first."

I smiled faintly and sweetly. "I'll go wash up first."

He nodded, it was obvious that he was happy because his eyes had lit up like the star-filled night sky.

As I rinsed my mouth, I looked at myself in the mirror and the image of the Hendrix I saw just now flashed across my mind.

All of a sudden, I felt a little sad. I seemed to be much older. Freya told me that at a woman's most desirable age, she should smile like a flower and always be energetic. Yes, I was too lifeless.

My stomach churned and I began to puke. All the food I had eaten just now had been puked out.

Hendrix heard the commotion and knocked on the door. "Arianna!"

until there was nothing left in my body to throw up. I answered him after rinsing my

I was pulled tightly into

knowing how distressed he was

and could only be controlled. Most of the time, I couldn't even tell whether it was because of the illness or because of how I originally was. Leaning on his arm, I felt calmness sink in. I raised my hand and patted his back to comfort him. "It's okay.

me very tightly;

the wedding at the end of

was December 25th, Christmas

definitely would

It sounded like there was a lot going on from her background noise. "I've sent you the dress and the makeup artist. Remember to

moment, and then I realized what she meant. She wanted me to be her bridesmaid. "But I've already been

to care at all and said, "Who said that you can't be a bridesmaid after getting married? Don't procrastinate. Come on,

hectic. She was so busy

an hour later, the

Reid, Miss Moore sent us. We're here for your makeup." Noticing the gift boxes in the hands of the two men behind her, I knew immediately who they

smile, stepped back