- KILLIAN - "Connect me to her, Natalie." I say over the screen. It's a video call. I can see her surroundings through the screen as well as what she's doing. She's typing something on the keyboards of a series of monitors. Natalie is a professional hacker. I learnt every trick from her and she's good at it. Makes me wonder why I haven't asked her to aid me find my birth parents' murderer yet. The reason finally hits me. Oh, yeah, she's not keen on the idea of revenge and she's very expensive. Being related doesn't mean free services. My eyes plaster to the screen. The reflection of the codes in her eyes are slightly visible. I smile. "Doing something else, mommy?" I tease, leaving an emphasis on the last word with a lowered tone. Natalie looks my way and sneers. "Call me that again and I swear I'll-" "Feed me some milk?" She frowns. "Do you want the video visuals or not?" She asks, annoyed. There's a pun behind the 'mommy' and the 'milk'. One I won't share
- HAZEL - I'm drunk. Ridiculously drunk yet I still have some sense of my environment and what the fuck I'm doing, which is a good thing. This party rocks! I still don't understand why outside this building looked gloomy and desolate but this part of the mansion is buzzing with energy and life. And the best part? I'm bonding with people. Right now, we're playing a game. One I've never played before and definitely sure it was invented for the sole purpose of this party but it's fun. At the back of the house is a pool coloured with red dye. The decor here is to die for. Everyone is putting on something witchy, or wizardy, or Frankensteiny or zombie-y with fake blood and props and all that. Our drinks are red. Even some mini jars are labelled to fit the theme. I don't know how Carol pulled this off, but I definitely would love to attend another party she hosts. Maybe, just maybe, I may host one someday. It's been ages since I've had my house buzzing with people. It's been
- HAZEL - If I didn't know any better, I would've said I saw Carol's eyes gleam with disturbing delight. Like she was satisfied by my pain. I want to say something but the sting worsens. I stifle a groan, trying to make the pain not so obvious. "How many bottles did you take?" "I don't know, three?" I croak, making a face. It feels like my intestines are twisting inside out while making painful knots in my belly. My whole inside feels like it's ripping apart into pieces and the pain is becoming indescribable. I gasp. Why is this happening to me? Low, heavy pants leave my mouth and I fall my body forward, darting my head away from Carol. "You had too much." She finally says. Like I was supposed to know that?! "Here, let me help." Carol holds her hand out to me. I feel like I'm dying and she's holding her hand out? Call a freaking medic if you want to fucking help me! I want to smack her hand away but I try to stay calm. "It happens sometimes. I've had my fair share
- KILLIAN - 'Pick me up, please.' I read the message staring at me from my phone. It's past twelve am. Why am I up by this time when I'm doing absolutely nothing? Because I can't sleep. Even when I tried to, I couldn't. I sigh. How could I when I was worried sick about her? 'I'm on my way.' I text and drop my phone on my bed. I'm laying flat with my head facing the ceiling and my hands stretched out on both my sides. Just tonight, I risked having a heart attack knowing she was alone. Never again will I let this happen. I won't be the man to restrict my woman from partying or having fun but when it comes to her safety, I have no option but to do so. I groan and sit up. Here's to hoping she had fun and every diabolical thing Asami probably had in mind to do to her wasn't done. I stand up from my bed. The next outing she has, I'll be sure to get thorough research and information out of her, but right now, I just want to see my baby. I missed her. This dependence on
- HAZEL - I'm cramped up on his bed with my arms around my tummy. My stomach still hurts really bad. The ache is less than it was before but it's nearly unbearable. My eyes water as I try to hide the ache. Why didn't Carol give me a flash warning that having so much of that can give stomach ache? Now I wish I never went. Killian walks to me and sits on his bed, by my side. A hand meets my forehead then the back of his palm rests on my neck. "You have a fever." Killian's caring tone says. "I'll be right back with something I think can calm it down." He stands up. "Taken anything within the last few hours that could be a potential threat for overdose if I give you a drug?" He asks. I nod my head. "I don't know what I had but I've taken a pill." My knees fold closer to my head. "Maybe I should wait for a few hours." I add. I can't see his face but from the silence, I can already tell what he looks like. A smile forms on my face. "Killian, I'll be fine. I just had too much conc
- HAZEL - I'm stuffed. Overly stuffed that I can't feel my legs. I feel pregnant. And my stomach doesn't feel sore anymore. Maybe all I needed was a good meal. Killian is in the kitchen, taking care of our dishes and I know I'm supposed to be there with him but my curiosity on that file and detailed paperwork of me is still on my mind and I need to get to that room first! If not to go through it, at least to tidy it and keep everything back where I saw it so he doesn't suspect a thing. "I'll be right back!" I yell, hopping up the stairs. My body feels heavy. I really do feel pregnant. I make my way to Killian's door and stop in front, resting my hands on my crouched knees to catch my breath. I swallow after maintaining my composure. I can now go in. I take a deep breath then exhale slowly, twisting the door knob. Shock meets me when I sight the freshly made bed. This.... is the right room... right? I blink twice to be sure. Everything else is in order aside from
- KILLIAN - This snooping around, I don't like it. I sigh and close the book I'm reading. I'm on the last page yet I put a book mark. My head dart to the side to look at the lady sleeping peacefully at my side. She's being touchy. On a normal day, I wouldn't get judgy about it as every important file about myself is locked safely in my home office but she'd be in my home often. Sometimes on her own and what happens if she chooses to wander around? Explore what shouldn't be touched? I raise my hand up and stretch it over her body. I want to touch her. Check her temperature and maybe give her a water bath but I don't want to wake her. I put my hand down. My home office is always locked but I've caught her there before. Luckily, it was dark. I give too many fucks about this girl to let her know me yet. One thing for sure is, if she does, she'd have to sign a non-disclosure agreement like Kate did. And if she ever utters a word about this to anyone, and I mean anyone, my fist
- Hazel - It's our anniversary today. Tristan and I are finally celebrating being one year together and he told me he has everything planned. All I need to do is meet him at the hotel. One of the best in the city. It's hard getting a reservation there. One has to apply and wait for months before a space is available. I blushed, walking out of the flower shop with a bouquet. I dipped my head in it and inhaled. The floral scent mix makes me feel even better. That shows how much he cherishes us. I'm still hyped about the whole thing and can't wait to tell Kate about it. I'm sure my phone will be buzzing with messages before I arrive at the hotel. Kate is my childhood friend and best friend. We planned to attend the same campus and follow the list we wrote as kids of how we want our lives planned till I met Tristan. That didn't change anything between us, but we're far apart in different states because now, Tristan and I are in the same university. Bad choice, I know, but how could I