Chapter 105

HAZEL

I stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door shut behind me. Everything was the same as before we left, the colors and the bed, the pillows and the paintings—everything was exactly the same yet I was supposed to somehow move on from all the shit that had happened to me. God, I was fuming!

Was I whining? I couldn’t tell anymore if my thoughts and my anger were valid or if I should be more okay with the way things were because of the reasons why they happened.

No, stop that.

They are valid, he broke me…he absolutely shattered me into a thousand pieces, all of them I wouldn’t even be able to find again.

But so why did I still care about him? Why did I feel that damn pull and the need for his closeness? And why in the hell was it only growing stronger? It didn’t feel like this before. Yes, there was a pull toward him but not this strong, this happened in the Council.

“Uhm, am I disturbing something?”

I stopped my pacing and spiraling an