Chapter 169
- HAZEL -
Headphones are plugged over my head. I’m humming a tune as I listen to music. My old, but favourite; Morally grey, the refined version where the artist does a collab with another, a male, and dare I say every single lyrics in his part is the perfect definition of what Killian does to my body? My God, I’ve missed this.
They say sex is the best way to start a day, now I can confirm that it’s true. I can’t stop grinning. I can’t stop being happy. I can’t stop feeling this way, feeling attached to someone this way. It’s different from anything I’ve felt before. And genuinely, in all honesty, it feels good.
New. Refreshed. Like a breath of fresh air. This is the kind of relationship people refer to as healthy. Well, partially. It would be healthy if an ex wasn’t involved and if he isn’t engaged to my best friend.
Now that I talk think about it, I need to talk to him about it. It’s only reasonable that way. Killian and I have come a long way so I wonder, when it comes down to it, who will he choose? Me? Or his fiancé.
I let out a heavy breath.
That’s an answer I dread knowing but need to to determine the next step forward. Who knows? If he chooses me, maybe a mutual understanding can spring up and I can tell Kate about it myself. I just need some time.
A lot of time. Just thinking about this is making me pant nervously through my mouth. I try to breathe steadily by taking deep breaths. My fingers begin to intertwine with silent claps voluntarily as I proceed forward. I’m not sure this breathing technique is helping me in the slightest but I’m not stopping. There’s nothing wrong with a lady trying her luck when an agitating thought drops in her head.
“Well isn’t it my favourite human.” This voice. . . My body comes to a halt at the sound of her voice. A small arm hangs over my shoulder, pulling me closer. It’s Asami. She’s dressed casually in a baggy, peach coloured set sweatshirt with hoodie and sweat pants and as usual, a cap hangs on her head, blocking most of her face from view.