- 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 - 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

- 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

- 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