CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

- KILLIAN -

I send a message to Kate while on the steering. A sad sigh elude out of my lips and I close my eyes for a second before averting my gaze back to the windscreen.

I feel better. Knowing she's safe in my car makes me feel better. I trail my eyes to the rear mirror to gaze at her. Hazel is in the back seat, curled like a worm, underneath my suit which serves as a cover. I made her stay there in case she wants to lay down.

"Should I turn up the heaters?" I ask, keeping my focus on her and the road. She nods.

"Yes please." Her voice sounds so hoarse.

My hand shifts to the side, adjusting the heater temperature. She should've just said so earlier. I understand Hazel is still brazen from the incident and I will cut her some slack.

Right now, she doesn't need to be bombarded with questions but needs rest and comfort. I called my doctor to come over the moment we got to the car. The doctor will be home soon to take care of Hazel. She'll feel better soon.

"Where are you taking