Chapter 109

HAZEL

I ran up the stairs and headed down the hallways one after the other. Being mad somehow helped me navigate this place a lot better.

Finally, I saw the bedroom door and rushed over, I flung the door open and Darian didn’t so much as flinch as I barged in and slammed it shut behind me.

He looked up from the book he was reading, leaned back on the sofa, and let his eyes fall on mine like I was the crazy one.

“How dare you send him after me like I’m some fucking child who needs a sitter?!” I took my purse and threw it at him.

“Hazel.”

“Don’t! Don’t you dare try to make this okay!”

The spine of the book stretched when he put the open book down on the table—spread to the page he was reading. He pushed off the sofa and rose, though I liked it better when he was sitting because only then did I feel like my words were reaching him. Now that he grew to over two meters tall and drew a breath while his chest expanded I found myself taking a step b