My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I couldn't answer her, so I kept silent.

She glanced at the business card in her hand and laughed cynically. "I have thought about going back, but I don't want to. When I left Ucrebury, I vowed to return a wealthy and successful woman. However, I am neither. Now, my life is full of scars and I don't deserve to go back. I can only die in this city."

I studied her face and couldn't help feeling pity for her, "Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself? There are many options. Why do you have to put yourself into such a desperate situation? Perhaps your family is also waiting for you to go back."

She shook her head. "No one is waiting for me. I am the only one." She lowered her head, and her tears dripped onto the ground, "When I was two, my parents passed away. My uncle sent me to the orphanage. I stayed there for ten years before he decided to take me in because he was told that his wife wasn't able to conceive. But then they gave birth to a son, so I was abandoned once again. I thought that as long as I could find someone who I could entrust my life to, I would be able to have a perfect family home. I could also give my child a wonderful home. But I'm still alone. What's even more funny is that I was brought to this situation by the person I chose. Isn't it ridiculous?"

I didn't know how to comfort her. Watching her cry, I could only hand her a tissue and replied, "Everyone has their own goal. It's not ridiculous."

is fate. This is how my life turned out to be. I have accepted that this is how it's meant

be in pain. I couldn't

instructed me,

of medicine. I found the painkillers and handed the pills

better after taking the medicine. She glanced

we could almost touch each other when

had given her

these days, so I rented the house to someone else and moved here. It's good as I can save money and this place is also close to the city center." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters