My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

For a moment, my heart throbbed in pain, and I couldn't say a word. I allowed him to kiss me, as my punishment.

"I didn't know what poppy flowers looked like, before. I've only heard people speak of their beauty, but I'd never seen it, until Myanway. Indeed, as people say, once you've seen and sniffed them, you'll never forget them. Hendrix, you're similar to poppy flowers."

In the darkness, I opened my mouth, and I couldn't help but feel conflicted.

He stopped moving, and his breathing was still a little rapid. Even though I couldn't see his face in the dark, I was able to guess his expression.

"Why did you go to Myanway?"

As he asked, he put his hands tightly around my waist, as if he was afraid that I would run away.

I was thinking about how to answer him, but I couldn't find a reasonable answer. I just smiled and said, "Destiny led me there."

He seemed to frown. "To hide from me?"

my lips and didn't say anything. Maybe

give him a future, I might as well be cruel, and push him

loss was better than long-term

asked

of a way to answer him. "You should

the air. I thought

very well that you won't be able to escape. I won't

and pulled his hand from my waist. My voice was cold, "Hendrix, have you forgotten that I don't love you? I am not happy with you. Everything in my past hurts me, so I can't face you. Every time I see you, I think of my bloodied child. Because of your mistakes,

tall body suddenly stumbled back. I looked down at his face,

this, he'd

no other way?" He uttered lowly, his

I felt tears welling up in my eyes. "No!" I said, after a pause, "Hendrix, we have to let

ache. I finally understood that when people were heartbroken, their physical bodies would

do you mean by saying that? You can't turn around