My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Thinking about the past, I couldn't help but laugh. Everything back then seemed like a joke. Now that I thought about it, everything about it was enough to warm my heart for a long time. Fate couldn't be avoided even if one tried. No matter how much you forced something to happen, it was still not going to happen if it wasn't meant to.

I heard footsteps behind me. Fiona must have figured I was taking too long and decided to come and get me to eat.

I tied my long hair into a ponytail and turned around. When I saw that it was Hendrix, I was a little startled.

Then I turned back slightly and continued doing what I was doing but at a slower pace.

What happened last night was a fight, right?

Hendrix put his hands on my shoulder. I could see him from the mirror. His gaze was warm. He looked at me as I braided my hair, no longer angry like he was the previous night.

I set my gaze downwards to avoid looking at him.

I didn't say a word and neither did Hendrix. Silence fell between us, making the already odd atmosphere feel even tenser.

I sighed.

I took a slight breath, but before I could say something, Hendrix said, "We're going to see Yana later. Do you want to put some makeup on?"

remind me, I would have forgotten about it. We did agree

me. Usually, others always had to compromise when it came to him. Seeing him going soft for me,

I nodded in response.

to the office today?" I asked while applying

later which just sounded

good!" He commented, like a child wanting to please his

faintly, got up, and

to access chapters of novels early and in

wasn't hungry. After a few bites, Hendrix's phone rang. He placed it on the

me and said softly, "I'll be

the phone. I didn't understand most of what he was saying since he

Group over. And he was

got up and pushed the chair into the table, causing a bit

leave the dining table, he frowned a

it was her first day here. She would

shook my head, "I'm just not