My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After Shirley cried and vented out all of her frustrations she became relaxed and less tense. When we returned to the hospital, she accepted our offer to clean herself up at the nearest hotel. She got herself a change of clothes and tidied up. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It was also time to get some food. Shirley had always been the only one to feed Daniel. Today however, she immediately handed me his food plate.

The process of sustaining a life was long and continuous. There was no need for any fancy reasons, just having a connection with each other was more than enough.

When it came to saving Irvin, Shirley and I were already on the same page.

As I pushed the door open, I spotted Irvin sitting on the edge of his bed with his back facing me. Shirley always said that he looked weak, so this was a good sign.

"You're awake. Have something to eat. Your housekeeper prepared your favorite dishes and brought them over."

I walked towards the bed as I said this. I brought the table closer and laid out the dishes on it. Even though all of the food was stored in containers, the aroma of food wafted out. It smelled delicious and appetizing.

Irvin however, just sat there, showing no interest in any of it.

his energy just to get up from bed and no didn't have the strength to turn around. I walked over and

cheeks were

him patiently, treating him like a three-year-old child. "You wouldn't

scoffed disdainfully. "You've a worse memory than I do. I'm the kind of person who would do anything to achieve

me speechless. I realized that I had to change my approach and the topic of discussion. "Okay then, it's obvious you're determined and strong-willed. But your body is an asset to your perseverance. Eating will help

for even longer, don't

him to turn over aggressively and glare at me in anger. "You're trying to

this,

He blinked a few times, trying to keep the pain under control

hide any of this from

eat anything, then I would have compromised. So I will continue with my protest. won't eat or drink. I will die of thirst and hunger. If you can't bear to see ne like this, then

I could do about

right. I could either turn a blind eye to this

most effective way of getting

there was no point in staying