My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Isn't that your employee's job?"

I placed a grape into my mouth and chewed it as I said this..

"You're such a workaholic. You do everything by yourself, twenty-four hours a day isn't enough for you. As Freya said, money makes money. There is no end to earning money. With our current assets, we won' have to worry about food and clothing, we can simply rely on our dividends."

"Don't forget, you said you'd stay by my side for the rest of our lives. You told me you'd take care of me and protect me. If this continues, you'll be gone long before me."

That would be much too cruel.

I suddenly remembered a summer from my childhood. My grandmother would hold me in her arms in the garden every night. She would tell the same story about Mr. Edward and about a woman who was their neighbor over and over again.

saying that she was too fat for him while she would say that he was very arrogant and didn't care about his family. They would go on and on

the pillars of their families. But Mr. Edward's death gave everyone a wake-up call. We live in a very big world. Even if men are more capable than women, women still play

and didn't understand what this meant. All I knew was that people would leave when they've reached old age, some

a husband and wife. Marriage was what tied them together as a unit. If something happened to either of them,

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stop him from being stubborn. Even if I told him about it directly, he. would find

I wanted

pass in the blink of an eye,, every time Hendrix held back from me, I'd

of this, I felt the one.

days were, they would still be dark