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Chapter 47: When the lines blur

作者: Stella Friday
last update 最終更新日: 2025-12-08 23:39:41
Hazel's POV

When we left Mr. Reed's office, I didn't believe I could move my legs. The day was as exhausting as I had predicted but I think it got worse after hearing that my fate now lies in my dad's hand.

Jaxon didn’t say much in the car as we drove to his apartment, but he never let go of my hands and that was atleast soothing.

When he quenched his engine in the parking lot of his apartment, he looked me straight in my eyes and whispered

"Hazel, I am not letting you stay in the spare room even tonight. I'm not letting let you off my sight."

His words steadied something inside me, so i just nodded.

He didn't still let go of my hands as we walked into the house, his thumb brushed slow circles against my palm, his eyes never leaving me as we walked into the living room.

Johnson was the first to speak. “Hey, Hazel, you good?” His voice was casual, but his eyes flickered between us probably because of what haf happened earlier after practice.

Before I could answer, Jaxon’s hand
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