My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

With a slam on the table, she stood up aggressively. "I'll say it even if you do not allow me to. Irvin Granger is a coward. He is not at all a man!"

All of this happened so suddenly that we couldn't help but be shocked at her burst of emotions. It seemed like it was also the first time little Daniel had witnessed his mother losing control. Hence, he could only hold onto his cutlery in a daze.

Everyone's attention was fixated on Shirley like it was a freeze-frame.

Her aggressiveness immediately dissipated as her shoulders loosened and tears began to wet her eyes. Her pupils were blood-red and her lips were pressed tightly together. This was her last defense. In the end, she eventually broke down and collapsed.

Before meeting Irvin, Shirley was a princess who was not well-versed in the affairs of the world. After knowing him, her entire world was flipped upside down. She loved him unconditionally and she lost herself in him.

It wasn't only until Irvin had fallen sick and could no longer push her away, that she realized this. She thought that she could stay by his side until the end, but he kept on insisting on dying. It was preposterous. What a complete joke! The Gods seemed to be pulling a prank on her.

Once realized that Irvin had given up on her, the last thread that was keeping her together came loose.

I was caught in this flurry of emotions without any warning. When I felt that my nose had started to flare, it was too late to control it.

he said, "Mom, what is

child,

pressed down forcefully. He pulled me towards him and

you feel upset. Nobody ever said that the

but it was clear. Every single word

heard the sobs of a woman from outside the private ward. Shirley was sitting on a chair, her face in her hands and she was sobbing, out of breath. Daniel was crying as well as he uneasily stood up and went to her side. His small hands caressed her back. This was the most he could

down my

control of the situation. I was even afforded the ability to view

once again turned silent. Shirley was finally calm, but what remained

apologetically lowered

fine. Better out than

weak smile, not refuting what said as she patted Daniel's hair softly. This tender and gentle side of her seemed to have the power

critically ill body and