My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Was all of this a joke?

The best hospital in the city and the fire department weren't able to react in time. They were treating a person's life as though it were a joke!

There was no time to look into this at that moment however. I shouldn't be distracted and I needed to remain calm. I didn't want to lose the life of a friend over a brief moment of relief.

I had seen someone with the desire to end it all before. They had the determination to step forward and end it all. I didn't want to witness the same thing all over again.

"There's no need to rush. If you have yet to think things through, we can think about them slowly. Irvin even told me about you a little while ago."

'Irvin.' That name seemed to have resonated something inside her. Shirley smiled stiffly as she slowly turned around. Her cold eyes stared right at me. "Arianna, do you believe in fate?" "What?" My mind went blank, and I had no time to think. I nodded. "I believe... I believe that if you have something to say, we can talk it over. All you have to do is come over here. Let's not rush things." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I told myself to be very careful about this. As I talked to Shirley, I tried to turn her focus over to me. With impeccable speed, I stepped forward, trying to shorten the distance between us.

However, I had forgotten that aside from Irvin, she was also a very smart and brave woman. She had seen through my act. "Stop, don't come any closer."

this time more firmly. She took a step back and dangled her heel in the air. She was

the spot. I then held up my hands to show her that I wouldn't

her own life to threaten me to get what she wanted. This wouldn't actually cause any direct harm to the person they were threatening, but ultimately it always worked and it

it possible that people who threatened others with their own deaths didn't care about the

It wouldn't come out and wouldn't go down. But it would cause so much pain every

you come back over here?" After organizing my thoughts,

Irvin?

out from his ward. Irvin's condition is much better than

sneered. Rays from the morning sun were shining down on her face, however, she looked

had no

weren't for me having a bad feeling about something and going into the ward early in the morning just to check on him, you would have seen a dead

A dead body.

I heard that today. Each time hurt more

like my heart had a hole in it and fear was