My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Instantly, the noise outside receded to a dull hum, and I stared blankly at him in the dark for a while.

He did not say anything, just hugged me and just patted me gently on the back, lulling me to sleep with peace of mind.

I was already exhausted so it didn't take long for me to fall asleep. I slept through the night.

When I woke up the next day, it was bright outside the tent. It had rained all night that even the morning sun looked wet and humid.

I looked around instinctively checking that there was no one else around. For a brief moment, I felt dazed.

That man came and went without a single trace. If it weren't for the ear plugs in my ears, I would have thought last night was a hallucination!

I had a bit of a headache. Try as I might, I couldn't find the energy to leave the tent. Naomi came in and saw me lying down with my eyes opened. Concerned, she asked, "What's wrong? You're not feeling well?"

immediately, "My head... hurts!" I managed

thought. I might

could hear her telling the others, "Let's hurry up and pack up. We need to go to Asherton. Arianna has a fever. She is burning up!" I wanted to say something, to tell them not to fuss but my throat

at me. Putting his hand on my forehead, he frowned and

clinic over there. She needs a doctor" Hendrix nodded and picked me up. I had a massive migraine pounding through my head. I knew that it was useless to argue with them, so

while, I fell into unconsciousness and went back to sleep. It felt like my whole body was

plagued me. Nothing I did could wake

person standing next to me. It was Hendrix. I wanted to reach out to hold him, but

times, I broke down. My

me and talking to me, but I couldn't make out what was

the glass. The feeling of being unable to communicate with the outside world was dreadful. After several times, I found that I could

began to fall deeper into my dreams. Terrible dreams, beautiful dreams, and vague dreams, as

them. I couldn't tell what was a