My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix's words struck a nerve, and I couldn't retort.

My paranoid and cautious self should not stop the children from what they want to do.

"Just think of the project as a test. If she does it well, maybe you can try being brave and let her do what she likes."

"To have you completely let go of things would be too difficult for you. So, try your best to relax and watch what happens. Anne is a great kid. She'll do nothing but impress you."

"Keep in mind that no matter how tricky things may turn out to be, I've got her back."

Rhythmic snores were heard soon after. Hendrix had fallen asleep.

His cuddles tamed my worried heart, but I barely slept all night. Since I couldn't get any sleep in, I got up early.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Anne.

"Good morning, Mom." Anne's curved eyebrows and gentle appearance always reminded me of the celestial child with the halo above their head.

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door. "Mommy, I'll get going

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I'm not

out the door. She didn't

Josiah, signaling for him to take care of Anne. He left after

an eternity. Stressing myself out over Anne's future made me jittery, but the truth was that she grew well. She had the abilities, the responsibilities, and she was

mouth uncontrollably curled into a slight smile. The innocence of children crushed my beast- like emotions, resolving the crisis

support Anne's

said he wanted to test Anne's abilities, but he didn't mention that she couldn't ask for help. Furthermore, I wasn't an ignorant parent who would only dote on children. "What's making you so happy?" Hendrix asked as

know how to read minds? Figure it

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aware that Anne had

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