Chapter 187
- KILLIAN -
She’s staying in a different room. Normally I wouldn’t be this bothered if I didn’t want her to stay with me in my room. When last has it been since I actually held her in my arms? When last has it been since I had her here with me, peacefully laying by my side on my bed? The highlight of my nights back then was watching her beautiful self sleep. Even though I always had one thing or the other keeping me awake, watching her was the most reassuring and satisfying thing ever. It somewhat gave me peace.
I always wondered how it’ll be when I finally understood what was going on with her and brought her here. I know alright, and she’s here but things seem different. Things seem strained.
Don’t get me wrong, I am insanely angry that she did what she did but I can’t blame her. Not when I keep secrets and not when she’s at the age to be easily blackmailed by something so fickle. I let out a sigh, checking the time on my phone. 11:29pm.
I can’t spend the night like this. The only time Hazel and I indulged in a conversation was this morning. Not one word has left our mouths to be verbal with each other since then and we barely interact physically. It’s like I’m living with a total stranger when it’s actually the other way around. When it’s the woman I’m madly in love with.
I hurl my body up the bed and walk to the door. No matter what happens, I’m not letting the day end like this. We will talk and it’ll be pleasant, whether she likes it or not.
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I knock on her door and wait patiently for a response. I know she’s not sleeping. I can hear footsteps and subtle noises coming from inside the room but I will give her privacy. “Hazel, it’s Killian.” I say before she could hit me with the ‘who is it?’ question.
“Come in.” She says.
I don’t know why but I was hesitant at first. I felt like turning away. My hand reaches out to the door knob and I turn it. The door slowly creeps open. I push it back and step in. Hazel is spreading a sheet on the bed over the bed sheets. I watch her tuck the pink sheets in then layer it over with the duvet.
“Are you just going to stand there or you have something to say?”