My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hearing this, my breathing sped up.

No wonder Mr. Clark had avoided me the last time I went to Anne's school. Now that I think about it, everything made sense.

Josiah had planned everything from the start. His identity and name, and perhaps even his appearance, had been modified so that he could hide around Anne.

No one was better at deceiving people than him.

Without hesitating, I turned around and rushed upstairs. As I walked, I reminded Aaron, "I'll have the principal arrange things for me tomorrow."

Josiah was way too dangerous. I couldn't let Anne be around him for another moment.

When I entered her room, she was already lying in bed. Maria was telling her a story with a book in her hand. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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from her and

her large eyes were still wet from tears and reflected the lights in her room. They sparkled as she

Anne

face, I couldn't bear to let her know

out my hand to pat her head, I changed the subject, "Anne, if Uncle

Anne blinked with curiosity plastered all over

moment, and answered after a while, "Because your current school is very far away from home. Uncle and I have to walk a very long way before we can take you home. But now, there are some bad people who want to hurt us. If you continue going to that school, we will probably get hurt, or something even worse might happen. If

and refused to let go. "Mom! I don't want you

felt uncomfortable as well, but I had no other choice.

daughter.