My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1477

Before I could finish my sentence, a voice suddenly rang out of the dark living room, "You don't have to check anything. I am the one who's been drinking. You can continue. Don't mind me!"

I was almost scared to death. I couldn't help but give a startled shriek.

Fortunately, Hendrix reacted quickly and turned on the light. When the lights came on, we saw Aaron sprawled against the couch, holding a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand, his cheeks flushed. His eyes were glassy and it seemed that he was already drunk.

"Aaron!" I came back to my senses, relieved that our house wasn't broken into. I looked at him and roared, "What are you doing here? Are you crazy? Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

Hendrix was feeling a little startled as well. He looked at the drunken man leaning against the couch and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you drink so much?"

"I won't fall in love ever again!" he cried. He laid on the ground, sobbing like a child. His voice choked as he continued, "I will never ever love another person as much as I loved her. No one will wait for me for ten years, or stay by my side for ten years, like how she did. Arianna, I deserve it!"

For a while, I couldn't even think of a single word to comfort him. Seeing that he was trembling from crying, I hesitated for a moment before telling him what Yana had said to me before I left. "Aaron, people always realize how much they love someone only after they lose them, but these epiphanies are meaningless. No matter how much you regret things now, you should know that you can't get her back anymore. Yana is married to someone who loves her now. You have to move on with your own life. That's what she wants. You should not be burdened by past, because dwelling on it will only hinder your healing."