My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Calmly, I watched him run away. I remained seated as I took a sip of my warm tea.

"You can try and run, but there's no escape now. As long as I'm alive, this entire world is your prison, Jordan."

It was like the four years I spent in Hovell, but Hendrix was always in my heart. No one could change that. Just because Jordan could not see or feel my love for Hendrix, it did not mean it was not there. After Jordan left, I contacted Freya. I was hoping to use her name to get Cyril to meet me.

Freya hesitated. She was in a tough position. "I can't guarantee that he'll show up, but I'll give it a try for you."

Honestly, I could not tell if she was stupid or not. As if Cyril would ignore her words.

As expected, he immediately pushed back his plans and agreed to meet at the Golden Roof Hotel.

Of course, he didn't know that the person who really asked him out was me, so when he approached the room, he had his guard down. "Freya, I'm surprised that you forgave me so quickly..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw me waiting inside. While rubbing the back of his head, he asked, "Arianna? Why are you here? Where's Freya?"

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you out. Freya isn't here." I raised my chin and

dejected. Before I could speak, he told me everything. "I know. You came here to stand up for Freya, but I did not lie to her. My mom was the one who arranged for that woman

that doesn't mean that I'm a little boy. It's been seven years,

not escape his family's arrangement and ended up going on a blind date

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