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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storybook from her and sat down next to

as she leaned against the pillow, but her large eyes were still wet from tears and

I not transfer schools?" Anne asked with a

heartbroken face, I couldn't bear

out my hand to pat her head, I changed the subject, "Anne, if Uncle and I were gone, and you were left all alone,

be here?" Anne blinked with curiosity plastered all over

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

bulged as she sobbed. She climbed out of the quilt, held my arm, and refused to let go. "Mom! I don't want you and Uncle to go away! I don't want those bad people to hurt you! I'l transfer to another school. Don't leave

as well, but I had no other choice. This white lie would help her

patted her gently on her back and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. You're my eldest daughter. You have to take