Hazel POV“Can I use your shower?”, he asks, and I nod, moving from the door as he walks slowly towards me. I show him to the bathroom, and he walks inside without closing the door. I can hear the water running and the steam leaving the bathroom while I sit on the couch, hugging my legs and waiting for Angel to come out.When he comes out, he just has a towel wrapped around his waist. His broad chest is naked, with water drops running down his body. I move my eyes away as I feel my cheeks burn. He has bruises all over his body and flinches when sitting next to me. “Hazel, I am sorry”, he says, and I nod, avoiding looking at him. This man is a temptation, I am not going to lie, the way he looks at me and the way he touches me makes me think that if I wasn’t so involved with Elliot, he would’ve been a great boyfriend. I shake my head, pushing away those thoughts, and I look him in

Elliot POV “Good morning”, I whisper, wrapping my arms tighter around Hazel’s body. Her body reacts to my touch, and she stiffens, burying her head deeper into her pillow. I frown, watching her as she pulls away from me.  I take a deep breath and sit on the edge of the bed. I pass my hands through my hair and take a deep breath before standing up and walking to the window. I open the blinds, and New York City appears on the outside. The snow is falling, and I shake my head. I walk towards the bathroom and can see through my peripheral vision that Hazel has her eyes on my naked body. But she’s been behaving very odd lately. Since the argument in her house and the fantastic sex we had, she has been pushing me away. She keeps going to the hospital every day and then to class, and that’s about it. She is not talking to me properly and is definitely not behaving as usual. I open the shower door and turn the water on,

Hazel POV“Are you ready to go?”, Elliot asks, and I nod my head. I close my eyes momentarily, resting my head against his broad chest. I take a deep breath as he wraps his arms around me tightly. “I don’t like doing this”, I let out as I pull away from Elliot. He nods before he opens the car door for me. As I slide inside, I take a deep breath, and he closes the door. I requested an Uber from my house after Elliot drove me back. We can’t really order one from the safe house. Pavlov could track it.When we reached the diner, I walked out of the car, thanking the driver that was talking to me all the way there. I hear the bell ringing as I open the door, and I smile as I watch the regular clients sitting in their usual spots. I start walking towards Joe and spot Angel in one of the booths. His eyes meet mine, and he smiles.

Hazel POV“I am not going to hurt you. I just need to talk to you”, Angel says, and I take a deep breath. I unlock the door and see him holding a gun and scratching his head with it. My eyes go wide, and he smiles, looking at me.“Why did you call him? You know I would never hurt you”, Angel says, and I frown again, trying to come up with a plan. How did he find out where I was and how did he get in here? Where is the security that always stays guarding outside, and how did he find me?Angel has his gun in his hand on the side. I watch as he looks at me, and then he starts pacing around. I watch as he passes his hand over the bed, and I look around, trying to find something I can throw at his head. But I can’t really find anything. Fucking minimalistic decor. “Why are you sharing a bed with him?” Angel asks, but I stay quiet where I am standing. He looks at me with

Hazel POV“Angel, listen to me”, I say, but all of a sudden, I hear the gun going, and when I turn around, Elliot is on the floor, and Theo is shooting Angel. “Don’t kill him”, I shout before falling to my knees in front of Elliot’s bleeding body. I place my hands on top of the bleeding wound and put pressure on it. “Elliot, baby”, I cry, but no response, his breathing is superficial, and he is getting colder.“Elliot, please, open your eyes”, I cry as I put more pressure on the wound, but I see blood coming out from the back.“Move”, Theo says as he starts dealing with the wound, and I place both my hands on top of my heart which is beating fast, faster than it ever has. I feel like I could collapse at any minute. I feel the tears streaming down my face, and I look back to see Angel passed out on the floor with a bleeding leg. I run to