My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The trolley cart was full, but my heart was empty. I fished out my phone and called Freya. "Sorry, I failed in letting Anne take my advice. If you're not happy working with her, I'll support any decisions that you make."

Freya laughed and said, "Don't be silly. I won't squabble children. Honestly, you could have told me you went looking for her."

"I just don't want the relationship between you both to be stiff." I exhaled and said helplessly.

"It's not that big of a deal. I've seen so many relatives fighting against each other. This kind of thing won't happen in our family. Don't worry. I'll continue to keep an eye on Anne. I guess she's in a rebellious phase. She'll be fine after it's over." Freya didn't take it seriously.

"I hope so." I heaved a long sigh of relief. For a moment, there was no better solution.

"Arianna," Freya suddenly called out.

"What?" I asked.

"Thank you."

I was not just standing up for her but also for Anne. I felt that her gratitude was too much to bear. "Don't be disgusting. I'm not Cyril. I won't be tempted by your sweet words."

"Well, why don't you take me as your master and learn how to charm a man so that Jordan can't escape from you?" Freya began to joke.

"He can't escape from my grasp since a long time ago," I said, "But after he left yesterday, I've not heard from him at all. I'm a little worried now."

"Don't be anxious. A mouse who has tasted the sweetness of cheese will turn back, even though it knows it's a trap. All you have to do now is wait," Freya analyzed.

and have dinner tonight?" I looked at my trolley that was full of ingredients and asked

cooking?"

I'll cook," I

"Okay, see you tonight."

on the dinner table were all my hard work in the kitchen. The children tried to keep

Aurelia

a long time, the

from the sounds outside the window. I put on my robe then

window.

fire in the fireplace. Sparks from the fire flew up when the wind blew on it. Slowly, they fell onto the carpet that was enveloped in heat and light, turning into dust.

thought of moths

into the fire

not

vel?

phone on the

clock chimed four times. Who was texting me so late

Could it be Hendrix?

immediately when I

my phone only to realize it was a Whatsapp

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