My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I couldn't help but think of the worst.

Hendrix was a smart businessman. He often plotted for revenge whenever he made a loss in his business dealings. How could he not have seen this coming?

To put it bluntly, he had admitted that he had been aware of everything that had happened that year. He had allowed it to happen.

Hendrix was young and impetuous. He showed no mercy. He offended plenty of people and they weren't people that would be willing to just let him have all the credit to himself. He knew that Andrea would be killed if she followed him everywhere every day, but he didn't stop her. Instead, he let things happen and allowed all of his enemies to know that Andrea was the woman he loved.

He had succeeded. When those people started to take their revenge, Andrea became the target of their first attack and she had warded off this misfortune from me. She not only lost her virginity but also carried the child of a gangster. That was just the tip of the iceberg...

The truth was much cruder than I thought!

I now know why he had been so fickle during the first two years of our marriage. Hendrix hated me. He hated himself because he couldn't help loving me and he hated himself for sacrificing his friend's sister fo my sake.

He was always open and aboveboard but he changed to protect me. He became a person that he looked down on for me.

me like ants on a tree. I had so many things I wanted to ask him. But before I could speak, Hendrix stepped out of the room, leaving me and Aaron alone as we watched his lonely figure

crazy?" Aaron asked as he looked at him

apart, one that he had been trying so hard to cover up. "I'm the one that's

all your effort apart, calling you a traitor. The fortress

had always been the best in the public's eye. He was never behind anyone on anything. He was

going

night, Hendrix's phone was

was wrong. She couldn't reach Kim, which was why she had been clinging onto me. She seemed afraid that I

be too emotional about this right now. Startling the kids would not be a good things. I had to pretend that nothing was wrong and rely on my connections to try to get a hold of

rain. The room felt stuffy, so I got out

know whether I was watching the rain or hoping to

kids went off

prepared to leave the house. The company, the bar, the place where we reunited...