My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

In the video, Hendrix was on one knee. There was then a blinding flash of light as the camera zoomed in. Taking a closer look, one could see that the light rays were reflected from a pigeon egg-sized diamond ring.

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I laughed at him for how dramatic he was being. The ring itself was merely a materialistic item, but he spent a large sum of money on it just to prove his sincerity. It was a clumsy but cute way to express his love.

Hendrix had probably anticipated my reaction. He tilted his head sideways with an innocent look on his face as if to let me know that this was all done upon the audience's request and that he had nothing to do with it.

It was a silly explanation. As I chuckled, I could feel a warm stream of tears flowing down my cheeks. I couldn't tell if it was because we had been through so much while waiting for that day to come or if I was touched by his effort, or both.

"Well walk hand-in-hand and grow old together. Arianna, would you like to stay with me for the rest

of your life?"

How did that voice sound so close, as though it did not from the large screen but from behind me?

dark eyes masked behind my male partner, I stood there, surprised for quite a

only been focused on experiencing the magnificence of the scene that I hadn't even casted a proper glance at him. Right as our gazes met, the pair of eyes looked

reached behind his head

the familiar, delicate facial features emerged. The face of indifference never had much gentleness to it, reminding me of a charming prince of

from the very start, and was the one

his coat, "Would you do me the honor of letting me address you as such till the

at the same time. I bit my lower lip,

widened. After

kiss, falling soft and limp. I started to lose consciousness as if I had

I did not want to be

me go. The distance between our lips was practically non-existent as he muttered, hope

in front of a nation-wide audience. "That will depend on

It was the three little ones. They were combed with a

was no doubt that they