My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Josiah lifted his eyes to look at me. His eyes were calm, too calm that they seemed merciless. He said, "She was Natalie Roberts, Hendrix's cousin. Arianna, I didn't want to hurt you at the beginning, but the human heart is a huge crevice. Once the devil enters, no matter how you endure it, the consequences will still be fatal."

"So, I've become the sacrificial lamb between the both of you?" I couldn't understand his evil intentions, so I stood there and merely stared at him, flabbergasted.

He fiddled with the phone in his hands, saying, "You're not really a sacrifice, but just who Hendrix fell in love with. I'm still best friends with him. However, for the sake of fairness, what I have lost, he must lose too. If he doesn't experience the pain for himself, he will never know what losing the love of his life feels like."

I stared at him. I just couldn't understand Josiah. Kelsey had once mentioned that Uncle Trent had a daughter when he was young, but she had passed away many years ago due to an accident, so he never wanted another child thereafter.

I also knew that Hendrix had a younger cousin, who had been with Josiah for a while when they were young.

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kind of emotion he had towards Hendrix, but I knew that for him to reach that stage, his heart must have been corrupted a

his gaze sorrowful with hints of complex emotions mixed inside. He said, "Sometimes, I think that you and Natalie are quite alike. When you handed the clothes back to me in Flora Hill, I saw her in you. Both of you are kind people. Later on, I wanted to help you leave Hendrix's side so that you could be free,

particularly sorrowful gaze. I pressed my lips together, unsure of how to

back then, perhaps life would be different now. I wouldn't have to hurt you, all the more I wouldn't have met Monique, and you wouldn't have ended up in

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same as you. You're his lover, and I'm his family. He hurt you, but he loves you even more. Due to that, you're unwilling to hurt him. You're even willing to hold all the pain inside your heart and to continue following him. I'm the same too. He indirectly caused the loss of my beloved and made me suffer in agony, but he

and desires, which didn't exist solely on their own. They were all intertwined with each other, yet at the same time,

if it was out of sympathy or