My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As I thought of what happened during our meal the evening before, I muttered to myself, "Irvin doesn't seem to like Hendrix and his son."

"Haha... It'd be strange if he did," Freya said, laughing.

"What did you say?" I asked, not understanding what she meant by that.

"Nothing," she replied, changing the subject, "What do you think of his son?"

"He's a very interesting boy," I quipped. Thinking of Wynn, I could not help but squint my eyes and chuckle. "He even called me his mom in the past." Freya's expression turned serious in an instant. She looked at me gravely and said, "You are his mother."

Silence overtook the room.

It was so quiet that even a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

It took a long time before I came to my senses. I opened my mouth and stammered, "Freya... you can't joke about this sort of thing."

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She seemed to have expected my reaction as she collected her composure and added genuinely, "I swear, everything I said is true."

that point, my heart finally began to waver and tip over like

may be carefree, but when it came down to business, she never beat around the bush. I was just struggling to process this bizarre news that completely knocked

Hendrix and I?

why would I be engaged

to say that Irvin had been lying all

the cup to ease the trembling

it was to deceive others, but the truth

in my thoughts that I had accidentally knocked over my cup onto the ashtray on the table. The coffee spilled, covering the tablecloth with a

of napkin and wiped it hurriedly, but I gradually stopped. "I know you don't have a reason to lie to me, but accepting this news is

finish my sentence, a

"Arianna?"

the clicking of high heels against the ground, I turned

stared at me as if I

is such bad luck! Who

woman was already standing in front of me.. Her face, which was covered thick makeup, had hatred painted squarely across it. Due to the proximity of

between us, everything seemed