My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I took a step back, lowered my voice, and said, "I'm about to sleep soon. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

There was no response as if no one was there, but I noticed that the shadow under the door never moved.

As he was waiting, Hendrix changed his mind and returned. He deliberately controlled his footsteps so that he wouldn't make any noise. His footsteps were so silent that I didn't notice him until he arrived next to me. I leaned against his frame gently.

The three of us were only separated by a door, but it felt like life or death.

After a long while, Irvin finally replied, "Have a good rest. I will grant you your wish tomorrow."

Then, his shadow flashed and disappeared in the direction of his room.

It was not until the footsteps disappeared that I let out a sigh of relief and murmured to myself, "To fulfill my wish... Is Irvin bringing me to see my child?"

Hendrix's deep voice sounded out, "Do you still think he's Santa Claus?"

His tone sounded strange.

had your suspicions about Irvin for a long time now, haven't you?"

lit a cigarette. He breathed out

I walked over, closed the window, and turned to face him. "Smoking is bad for you, yet you want to inhale your own second-hand

and put out the cigarette at the window sill. Then,

was a little surprised and comforted him. "Don't worry about being discovered. I'll open the window to get rid of the smell

me with great interest. "Who would you choose if you had to make a choice between your son and me?" sᴇaʀᴄh

brief period of shock, I looked at his serious appearance and couldn't help laughing, "Hendrix, you

already know your answer.

do you think I'll

Hendrix shrugged, looking disappointed and aggrieved. "But Arianna, do you know that

to be joking, with a casual look, which made me unsure

for my response and began to climb out of

and