WHERE DO I BEGIN?

MIRANDA

My heart fluttered when Hazel confessed that he was in love with me. I held his face and kissed his cheek softly.

I wanted to tell him about my feelings for him too but how could I do so when I was keeping something from him?

I couldn't bring myself to tell him that he was being deceived by the people he trusted.

But at the same time, I felt as though I was deceiving him as well. It was a battle inside of me and the more I stared at him, the more I felt plagued by guilt.

Eventually, I could not take it anymore and said, "I need to tell you something, Hazel."

He caressed my face, "You know you can tell me anything. Do not hesitate, baby."

"I...." I wanted to speak, but I hesitated. I recalled how Hazel had cried when he found out what had happened to his daughter, Princess.

I recalled how he told her bedtime stories at night and how happy he was whenever he was with her. I just couldn't bring myself to tell him.

"You are the most handsome man I have ever met," I rather said.

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