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!"

one side to make some space, Evan took a few steps back

"Bang..."

vibrate, but the door did

into the door

into the room with the door and onto the shiny tiled

He never made a sound after such a large impact, but instead stood up quickly as if breaking into a solid door was no big deal. He

of "clickclack" rang again in the

of the noise and went behind

second and when he got up again, Neal

upper

the bloody wounds on his tiny body. It had only been a week, but he seemed to have been suffering for a long period of time. He looked like he could stop breathing

scars around his wrists explained the bloodstained nylon rope. The scene

off the rope earlier on, the deep wounds

out of consciousness,

his hand. Out of guilt, I took