My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Maybe it was because of this, that Irvin and I were separated for quite some time.

As this thought sank in, I was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt. If I had figured this out earlier, then we would have children by now.

The sense of guilt increased and I felt very sorry for Irvin.

I really wanted to get better, so I said, "Irvin, I want to see a psychologist."

The moment Irvin heard me say that, he fell silent. He put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at me seriously, "I do know something about psychological therapy, and I have consulted professional doctors about it. Psychological therapy mainly targets patients with mental disorders, but you have lost your memory because of an accident. If you undergo treatment, at most, the effect would only be temporary. It wouldn't really help you in the long run."

Irvin stopped momentarily to allow the waiter to place the dishes on the table. After he left, Irvin continued, "Why are you suddenly thinking about this? Has something happened? Don't push yourself too hard."

guilt. I said meekly, "I just want to

then I'll support you. I'll contact the psychologist when we get home

matter how small the chances were. As long as there was a chance, I wasn't

Irvin

was dark after dinner.It was also drizzling

welcomed autumn and the weather was wet and muddy every day. Such

from the rain. Irvin drove the car slowly on the road

the city and passed an intersection. When he stepped on the brake, he found that

pulling

the road like a bullet being fired from a gun.

face darkened. He kept his hand on the Kørn to warn other cars on the road. He called out, "Arianna, there is something wrong with the brakes, I'm trying my best to control the car. Jump out of the car when you get the chance, otherwise it'll be