My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

When we arrived at the hospital, a specialist was in the middle of giving Irvin a check up. Hendrix sat with me in the corridor just outside the ward.

I thought that Shirley was already inside. However, when the check up was done, only thee doctor and a nurse stepped out from the ward.

Hendrix had to go to the consultation room to collect the results from the check up. I headed in with the food.

Irvin must have woken up from the noise. With his head resting against the headboard, he was staring out his window with a blank face. He wasn't moving at all and looked like a statue. "Good morning," I greeted quietly. I closed the door, stepped in, and started to open up the food containers.

I had prepared enough oatmeal for one person. It was still steaming hot, so I scooped up a spoonful and blew on it to cool it down. I then brought the container and the spoon close to his mouth.

As expected, Irvin turned his face away and silently resisted my attempt to feed him.

I laughed angrily and suppressed my temper. Then, I told him, "I made this myself. Are you sure

you won't give it a try?"

Irvin didn't even turn around and said, "Such tacky tactics. Did you think I would fall for that?"

"You don't have to be so wary of me." I felt discouraged and placed down the container of oatmeal. I then toughened up and said, "Whether you wish to eat this or not, it won't determine whether you live or die. Instead, I will lose all care and respect that I have for you. You're not afraid to die, fine. But can you live knowing that I will forever despise you from now on?"

it like this. I never wanted to provoke him with such harsh words, but after several unsuccessful attempts, this seemed to be

turned tense for a few seconds, then finally, Irvin reacted and slightly turned his

out again and this time he obediently opened his mouth and swallowed

he swallowed

wrong?" I asked, "You

dry and chapped lips were wet from the oatmeal, causing them to stick together. It seemed like he was having a hard time speaking. "How

salty for you? Wait a moment, I'll

prefer eating something lighter. I may have neglected that part. However, it was rare for Irvin to eat willingly. That's why I didn't feel tired having

several times.

said, "Just add some water and it'll be fine. Why put me through the torment of having to wait for you? I don't have the

a moment

water into the oatmeal. Bite after bite, Irvin obediently finished

snacks in some of the containers. But, as I was about to reach in to grab them,

cleaned up the containers and prepared to peel an apple. I then pulled out a chair and sat close to the edge of

finally couldn't hold it anymore and said, "Since you keep coming here, does

a moment. Then as I continued to peel the