My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I didn't want to blame my miscarriage on her, but she had triggered me. I knew that I, too, should be responsible for the death of my child, but she kept accusing me shamelessly. I couldn't stand the fact that she kept accusing me as if she were on some moral high ground. I was flooded with hate and resentment towards her.

I'd once thought of her as my best friend and that we could've been best friends forever.

Tears kept streaming down her face. She tugged on my clothes with both hands and opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Finally, after a while, she said, "What do you want me to do? I'm willing to do anything for you, as long as you hand over the contract to Sebastian. I know I made a mistake, but it is all in the past now. Arianna, tell me, what should I do? I really have no idea how to pay for my sins. I just wish that I can help the person I love to get past these difficult times!"

Looking at her, I suddenly realized that I had never really understood her. This cheerful, chatty girl suddenly seemed like a stranger to me.

was no longer the Naomi I knew. Staring at her made my heart sink. Could love actually blind someone to this

I asked. I didn't even know why

"I love him

he loves you back?" I stared at her with a sharp look. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find

seemed

looked at me and answered, "He loves me. He said that he loves me. I believe what

friends. You can stop begging now. Since you are so certain that he loves

this point, I looked at her and said with a bit of irony,

that he is not physically capable, and don't try to provoke me with this. It is not a must