Hazel POVI walk down the stairs to find Everly in a massive make-out session with Theo.“Ew, get a room”, I let out, and they pull away as Theo smiles broadly and Everly fixes her hair. “Are you ready?”, she asks, and I nod my head as she kisses Theo one more time before we start walking.“Don’t forget to check on the baby”, she says over her shoulder before we turn the corner to the corridor that leads to the garage. Once we get there, there are two SUVs waiting for us and Ashley smiles. “Come on, let’s get this party started”, she says, passing me a flute with champagne and giving Everly another one. We all cheer and get in the car. It’s a seven-seater, and we are all comfortable inside while we are taken to the shopping mall.“To a great time tonight”, we all cheer

Hazel POVI watch as Killian returns with Ashley. They are holding hands. I smile at her, and she gives me a small wink. I am happy they made up. Killian really fucked up. Ashley told me what he did; if that were Elliot, I would’ve killed him. Elliot moves underneath me and makes me stand up as he does the same. He undoes the button of his suit jacket with one hand, and then he kneels in front of me. I look at him wide-eyed, and I smile. He is holding a ring box in his hand. He opens it, and then he does it. “Hazel, I know this will not be a real marriage for us, but I thought I should propose to you anyway. Will you marry me?”, He asks, and I feel like I have been hit by a truck. My head goes foggy, and my legs shaky. What did he say? Not a real marriage? I thought these last couple of months together made him like me for real. But apparently, it

Hazel POV“Mom”, I let out as I walk into her room. Her eyes meet mine, and she smiles weakly. I walk to her, letting go of Elliot’s hand. I rush to her. She is sitting on the edge of the bed with her wig on and some light makeup.“Hello, my angel”, she says as I bend over and hug her tightly. She coughs a little, and I let go of her. “Sorry”, I let out shyly, and she waves me off, looking over my shoulder. I spin around to see a petrified Elliot standing near the door with his hands in his pockets as he takes deep breaths. I walk to him, rest my hand on his chest, and his eyes meet mine. “Just breathe”, I whisper, and he nods his head slightly. He raises his eyes to mine, and he nods a little. I take his hand on mine, he is hot and sweaty, and he mouths, and I am sorry when I touch him. I smile and guide him to my mom.“Mom, I would like to introd

Elliot POV“I hate this place”, I say before we walk into the hospital. Hazel stops in front of me with her hands cradling my face, and she smiles.“You can wait here for me if you like”, She says, and I shake my head. No. I need to fucking grow a pair and follow my woman inside. I can’t just wait for her outside while she goes inside to get her mother. What would her mother think if I didn’t follow her daughter?I take a deep breath, and Hazel kisses me softly before she guides me inside. My hands start to sweat immediately, and she smiles at me, looking over her shoulder as she walks in front of me, holding my hand and guiding me through the sterile corridors.God, I fucking hate this smell. I hate these walls. Hazel walks inside when we reach the room, calling for her mother. Hazel lets go of my hands as she walks to his mother, and I feel like a fucking rich out of the water. I look around, and then my eyes meet the

Hazel POVI look out of the window to see the two men outside; they look massive, both dressed all in black and covered in tattoos. They have been following me around all day when I came to class. I roll my eyes as I watch Elliot walk past them towards the door. Shit. I look at the professor, trying to pay attention to what he is saying, but I can’t focus when all I can think is that Elliot is in the building. I keep looking at the door and at my watch, waiting for him to barge in, but it doesn’t happen. I frown as I look outside again through the window; he is not there, and neither are the two guys. “Hazel? Are we bothering you?”, the professor asks, and I look at him with wide eyes. I shake my head. “Ermm, no, sorry”, I whisper, looking down at my textbook and pretending to underline something. He nods and continues with class. I sure as hell can’t be dealing with this. I grab