My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He nodded, a faint smile appearing on his usually indifferent face. "Would you like some water?"

I nodded. "My throat hurts!"

He adjusted his position and sat on the edge of the bed. He helped me up and let me lean on him.

I frowned and tried to scoot away from him, but his voice came again, cold and indifferent. "You're sick. Don't overthink it!"

I was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond, so I let him lead me. He placed the glass of water on my mouth, motioning me to drink.

I took a few sips, and my throat instantly felt better. "Thank you!"

He put the glass down and gently put me back to bed.

His eyes fell on me as he asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

I shook my head. "I'm not hungry!"

He raised his eyebrows, but sat quietly beside me.

There were so many questions on my mind. I couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Milton, why are you here? Do you know Kaleb?"

me calmly and said, "Well, this

asked incredulously, "Is it

"The

him, stunned. "Why did

reason!" he replied sharply. "Plus, I didn't intend to save you. It

came to Monsa to look

flashed a handsome grin. This man was a sight for sore eyes, and he looked particularly enchanting when he smiled. "Have you forgotten what you've promised me in Asherton?" he asked. I couldn't help but look at him, puzzled.

my face, he said, "It wasn't special or anything like that. I just like to make sure people keep to their promises. Since you promised me,

like this was too

to switch topics, as

short of a miracle that

but you can't lift anything heavy

pursed my lips

thought it was Kaleb, but it turned out to be a nurse who'd came in to

Sebastian, but it seemed like he wasn't the happiest about filling me in. His answers

then that his relationship with Kaleb

asleep

of the night. The thunder was deafening, and