My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As I watched the commercial vehicle disappear along the turning, I sighed helplessly.

When I was placing the food order the night before, I took Hendrix's preference into consideration and delivered my wallet a devastating blow. I didn't even know if Hendrix actually ate the food or not.

I came to my senses immediately, feeling that something was wrong. Why did I care so much about the father and son duo? Was it because Wynn was just too cute?

Besides, they appeared in my life so frequently that their presence was almost as pervasive as Irvin's.

I could not figure this out.

After returning home, Freya contacted me.

"Arianna, there's something I have to talk to you about," Freya said, her tone even more serious than our last two meet-ups.

"When and where?" I asked. Ever since the incident of being chased by the paparazzi, I had become cautious on impulse.

I stayed home and had a lot of time to watch the news on television after leaving the hospital. There were many scandals that were obviously blocked by paparazzi reporters. I was afraid that I would not be able to get away the next time something like this happened again.

"I'll pick you up later," Freya told me.

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as I got into Frey as car, I felt that there was something odd with her expression. "Are you alright? You don't look

that much time together, but I could feel that Freya was someone who

she was a little

her face

"This is really important. No matter what, I must tell you today. In fact, you... You know what, forget it. This isn't a good place to talk. Let's

I did

to

this restaurant, do you have any recollection about this at all?

thirsty, after seeing Freya's enthusiasm, I decided to

stared at my face in confusion. She then looked left and right before asking, "Arianna, it's been so long.

monotonously as

an appointment with Wynn previously. Other than that memory, I had no

a visit

my brain, but the matter of memory restoration was something that could not

felt like I was treading on thin ice

an empty void and ever

like I was walking on empty

I was waking

grim