My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix nodded. After greeting Jarred, we went straight upstairs.

There were three bedrooms and one living room. Nerissa's house was not huge, but it was cozy and homey. There were flowers on the cabinet. Unfortunately, I couldn't see clearly what the flowers looked like. They seemed to be in full bloom but didn't look like real flowers.

"Aunt Nerissa made them herself. There are a lot of withered branches around the neighborhood downstairs. She found some, folded tissue paper into petals, and dyed them. She places them there as decorations."

I was a little stupefied. I couldn't help but walk up to take a closer look. I was intrigued by his words, and they were indeed fake flowers, but they had been crafted so well.

Hendrix was taken aback as well. He moved closer and said with a faint smile, "If you don't take a closer look, you really can't tell whether they're real or fake!"

Nerissa brought the dishes out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "It's Jarred that dyed the colors. It's all thanks to him that they look so realistic.

Come, the meal is ready. I still have more flowers in my bedroom. If you like them, you can bring some home with you."

anymore, and it's a little boring just for two people to live together. Don't always let the Moore Family take

I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. I nodded my head

recently we'd been too occupied. I silently made up my mind to bring

the bathroom. Hendrix and I were stupefied for a

help asking, "What did you eat? Is your stomach not feeling

and said, "It's fine, it's fine. It's normal. Everything will be fine in a month or two." As she spoke, she sat

for her, and took

was silent. He didn't even know how to

a chat over some coffee. Nerissa and I cleaned up the kitchen and sat in the living room watching television. She

a little stupefied

I looked at her

slightly, and she took a deep breath. Then, she

in the past, no matter what I said now, it