Chapter 158
- HAZEL -
I let out a sigh as I step into his room, keeping the door shut. I let my back rest on the door, staring into nothingness as different thoughts plague my mind.
Seeing Asami and that man today did not aid my cause. If I didn’t have that run in to the bathroom, I would’ve had a panic attack right there. Why does she have to be everywhere? Like, I get the point, I don’t need a physical reminder.
Both my hands rest on my forehead, massaging my temples as another heavy sigh escapes my lips. Killian is asking too many questions. Questions I can’t answer and Asami is literally everywhere. Everywhere!
It’s so insane. One minute I think I can relax and have a good time then she pops up. It’s unnerving. . . Being watched and stalked. . . Is not nice at all, yet certain books make it seem like it is.
Now that I’m experiencing this first hand by the biggest psychopath I’ve come across, the dread the female main characters’ experiences is being shared by me. I don’t like this at all but I can’t do anything about it.
I walk to his bed and throw my purse on it. I proceed to take my clothes off. Once my dress comes off my body and I’m putting nothing on but my matching underwear and sneakers, I sit on his bed to take my shoes off.
It’s been a long day. A half smile forms on my lips. An interesting day at that. I never would’ve dreamed enjoying my time in the opera as much as I did. But part of me is aware that I only revelled in it because he was there with me.
I get up from his bed, holding my shoes and dress in my hand. I walk to his closet first to dump my fit in his laundry basket even though I have nothing else to wear after this then I arrange my shoes neatly by the side of his wardrobe. Not with other shoes of his, but outside entirely. The last thing I want is to forget that I brought shoes.