My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Perhaps it was because she had Ethan now. She knew that he would always clean up her mess for her, and she could now live a carefree life. After trailing behind her for a while, I noticed the sky getting darker. I grew a little concerned and asked, "Yana, why don't we head back now?"

She turned back to look at me and said with a smile, "Ethan is still in the suburbs, and Oliver is away with Uncle Charles. It's boring to be back at home alone. Why don't we shop around for a little while more? My wedding is coming soon, and after that, my life will be completely different. Ethan will never let me stay out this late in the future."

Although she was complaining, her words were filled with her affection towards Ethan. I couldn't help but smile. Love was so powerful that it could change a person this much.

Following her, I took in the dark alleys around us and couldn't help asking, "Why are we walking in the alleys? Shouldn't we be shopping around in the malls?" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She turned around to face me, as she lifted a finger to her lips and gestured at me to keep my voice low. She said in a low voice, "Since a long time ago, I heard that many people would gather here at night. I wanted to take a look around to fulfill my curiosity."

as I asked, "Why are you curious about this? They are obviously outlaws, and people would normally

a few days ago, and I wanted to add a dark twist to my story. I saw some drug dealers before, but not to this extent. You know just how shady Jarold City can be, and it took me a lot of effort to find out about

speechless to hear this. This woman was just...Fine

the alley. However, we did not walk far before our footsteps slowed down. It was the same as any city, the more

under the dim light, a skinny man was leaning against the wall. His life relied on his

their hands. I couldn't stand being in this depraved place and I tugged on

a while, she also tugged on my arm to leave. To our surprise, we ran into someone. Just as

seeing me, her pupils contracted slightly. First, she was surprised, then she wanted to slip away from us. Lastly, she gave me an indifferent glance, which was somehow filled with hatred too. She