My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The photo of the location in the news was so familiar that I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the body that was laid out in white. I still remembered her story, but why did she have to end her life?

In the story, which character did she play?

I didn't know what to do. I pondered over my next action for a bit before deciding to visit a place near Andoland called 'Seddar'. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The people there were devoted to their deity. The journey there consisted of steep roads leading up to the divine mountains.

People went into the mountains to find their peace of mind, and more importantly, a piece of relief.

The road was narrow, and there were no vehicles around. I saw some people praying piously on the road as I walked past them on the way up.

I wrapped myself in a red scarf, feeling the wind whistling on the top of the mountain. I followed the group of believers and kneeled in the crowd, neither praying nor reciting the verses they were saying out loud.

step I took was a step away from sadness and pain, turning the pages of sorrow

beside me said to me, "Young lady, you need to wear knee pads. You

saw the old man's gleaming eyes. There

and replied, "It doesn't matter. The more pain I feel, the less

sincere the person was, the easier it would be for the dead to free themselves from their suffering. After going through the long road and reaching the

my eyes and put my palms together to pray, "May God be merciful, may all living beings live in harmony, and may the deceased rest in peace." Sounds of chants and

Let go!

of an eye. Only through letting go can one

along the way of worship. The scriptures had been turned around, and everything had always

road to reincarnation was just like the rotation of the rosary. Once we passed through the haze of sorrows, experienced life with a determined and compassionate heart, everything would fall into place for the creation of a

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the Andar Group, a middle-aged man came in with a stack of documents and placed them in front of me. "These documents are the

down. I looked up at him as I said, "I won't attend tonight's dinner