My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Looking at her, I couldn't help saying, "I remember you've been trying to get in touch with me a while back. Do you have something to say to me?"

She looked at me. Her eyes were dark and full of childlike innocence. She seemed like she wanted to tell me something, but hesitated. Seeing this, I said to her, "It's fine if you don't feel comfortable saying it. If you need my help in the future, you can tell me. I don't know why you came to me even though you didn't seem fond of me at first, but I think you have your own reasons."

She stared at me in a daze and looked like she wanted to say something, but didn't know how. After a while, she lowered her head and kept quiet.

One shouldn't expect to get any information from a mentally ill person. I didn't force her. I just continued gazing at the night sky outside the window. Everyone in the world had their own struggles. "Sebastian is not a good person. He's scarier than the devil!" Wendy's trembling voice came to my ears.

I looked at her and saw that her face was pale and her hands were tightly clenched together. This was a sign of inner struggle. Her hands were red and swollen from being held too tight.

help her loosen her grip, but she dodged

her. I looked at her and said, "Don't be nervous. I won't ask you anything. I won't force you to say anything. Just tell

Wendy suddenly stood up and ran straight into the bedroom. Naomi was stunned. She looked at me and

acted like a gentleman. I pursed my

why she seemed odd today. Could it be that she isn't used to the weather in Jarold City?"

"I think so. Keep a look out for

agreed and walked to Wendy's bedroom

on his face, "You look like you don't want to see

Naomi, make it clear to her. Don't hurt her!"

said lazily, "I thought that you are most concerned about your daughter's condition. I didn't expect you to still care about Naomi at a time like this. But oh well, I