My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was no longer interested in this conversation, so I angled my body to walk around her.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed my arm. Thoroughly annoyed, I frowned at her. "What else do you want to say, Miss Zanes?"

She smiled insidiously. "I have plenty to say. Since you are so calm about everything, then you might be calm about death too, am I right?"

With that, she changed her grip, intending to push me into the pool.

I didn't know how to swim. I twisted away and forcefully pinched her arm to let me go.

She jerked back in pain, and the momentum drove her away from me, towards the pool. So because of inertia, what was supposed to be me falling into the pool, turned into her falling instead. She fell in with a loud splash, an oddly pleasurable sound.

A beautiful woman falling into the water garnered a certain amount of attention. Not that the woman in question enjoyed the attention.

side after seeing her struggling in the water for several moments. The guy helped her to stand, as the water was not deep.

was mad at being yelled at. He went from trying to help

surrounding her watched on

I opened my mouth to speak, to stop the man from acting too rashly

full of authority, coming from a powerful man used to being obeyed. The man

the water

and slightly transparent. After a thorough

was inevitable she'd attract leering eyes. Having lost some of her dignity and respect

and draped it over her shoulders He

I did not like the gleam in her eyes. She yelled, "Arianna, are you satisfied? Are you happy to see me in such

was just another man to use. If you do not want to be with him, why would you still hold onto him? If you don't want to treat him nicely, then why would you stop me from treating him nicely? How can you be so overbearing? Why would you still keep him by your side? I just wanted to say a few nice things about Mr. Roberts to you. Why would you push me