My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I thought I was hallucinating, but when I turned around to look, both Wynn and Freya had the same puzzled expression on their faces.

I couldn't help but begin to doubt Amy and her husband's words.

Were they really in dovelie City, or were they at home, but they dared not face our sudden visit?

Just as we were thinking about this, it was as if the other side of the door had heard our voices and rang again.

"Clack! Clack! Clack!"

There was a slow and orderly pounding sound, as if something was hitting the ground.

Out of caution, Evan immediately approached the door and tried to find out what was going on inside. After a while, he looked at us with a serious expression and said, "Someone is here!"

Something must be wrong. Although Neal was suspicious, he had once saved Aurelia's life. At this point, we couldn't be bothered with too much and only wanted nothing bad to happen to him. I quickly ordered Evan to take action. "Kick the door open!"

to one side

"Bang..."

vibrate, but the door did not

hit by a heavy blow. He slammed himself right into the door before

with the door and onto

impact, but instead stood up quickly as if breaking into a solid door was no big deal. He nudged the door to the side to allow easier access for us. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website

of "clickclack" rang again in the open

follow the source of the noise

down the next second and when he got

his upper

wounds on his tiny body. It had only been a

scars around his wrists explained the bloodstained

off the rope earlier on, the deep wounds on his ankles

out of consciousness, his voice softer than a

on the sofa and untied the rope on his hand. Out of guilt, I took the chance