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the driver turned his head and said to Hazel. Hazel paid the money and said, "Thank you." After getting out of the car, she took a deep breath and looked at the house in front of her. There was no light inside, but there was a sunflower-shaped street lamp in the garden outside, which she had bought from a second-hand market. She pushed the wooden door in front of her and walked towards the house step by step, her footsteps getting faster and faster... "Mom..." Ashley sat in the car and hesitated as she looked at Anita. "Is this really a good idea?"

her mom's voice echoed through the house. "I will, in the cafeteria," Hazel replied in a hurry. She waved her hand as she hopped into her old Honda Accord. Hazel Colton, a new intern at a reputable city hospital, recently joined after her family moved to this small town two years ago, oblivious to its history. Despite having the option to work in a renowned urban hospital, she chose to be with her family and contribute to the local community. Hazel is a bubbly girl with a belief in spreading love to every corner of the world. "Oh, my God," Hazel exclaimed when she spotted a pup lying unconscious on the side of the road.

“The psychiatric hospital across town.” Hazel turned the steering wheel smoothly, but her brow furrowed as she threw Annabelle a sideways glance. “Ravenwood?” she repeated, like the word itself left a bitter aftertaste. “As in the Ravenwood? The nuthouse across town?” Annabelle’s gaze stayed locked on the passing streets, her voice low. “The same one.” Hazel blinked rapidly, then let out a short, incredulous laugh. “Okay, hold up. Since when do we go from baby shopping to asylum-hopping? What’s gotten into you?”

ON HER DADDY’S BED. Chapter 2 The ride from the airport to Axel’s house was long, the city lights blurring past as Hazel sat in silence, her mind lost in a mix of emotions. When they finally pulled into the compound of his home, her breath caught in her throat. She stepped out of the Land Cruiser Prado as a guard opened the door for her, and the moment her feet touched the ground, her eyes lifted to the magnificent structure before her. Her lips parted slightly in awe. The building loomed before her like a modern skyscraper, its sleek glass walls shimmering under the Washington skyline. Even though she was from a wealthy family, she couldn’t help but admire the architectural masterpiece befo

The gun shop was eighty miles from the Hilton. He checked into the Hilton, room 921, early. He knew the rooms on the eighth floor were cleaned during the one o'clock hour every day. The crew doing the ninth floor was done at noon. He checked in and as soon as he was in the room drilled the hole just like the test hole he had done the day before. An hour later he watched the maid collect the rugs and wash down all the surfaces where dust might have landed. He smiled.

Charlotte laughed. "No, I'm training to be in the army. I met Violet two days ago, she has joined Silveran's royal healers. You can go visit her someday" "You must be Hazel" the first woman said, gazing at her. She was tall and athletical looking. This woman towered above Caden. She seemed to be around seven feet tall. Hazel felt like an ant compared to her. She had high cheekbones, almond shaped silver eyes, with a scar trailing down from her left temple to her jaw.

Hazel pulled into the company parking lot, her tires screeching slightly as she brought her car to a halt. She didn't waste any time, quickly exiting the vehicle and striding towards the lounge area. That's where she spotted Summer, her manager, who was already seated and sipping on a cup of coffee. As soon as Summer caught sight of Hazel, a warm smile spread across her face. "Oh, Hazel!" she exclaimed, setting her cup down. "You look like you're in a hurry. Is everything okay?"

He vanishes, leaving me standing in the rain, wondering if I'm making a mistake. Turning, I trot up Hazel's porch steps, knocking on the door. She isn't home, which is expected. She looks after children at a facility in the centre of the Pack's main city. It's one of the only places that is open anymore. Fishing her spare key out from under a porch ornament, I unlock her door and step inside. She has always told me I could borrow her car while she was at work, since she usually catches a ride with a coworker.

Eden muttered quietly and immediately continued to do her duties. Luckily today she checked her voice mailbox which turned out to be a message from Hazel. Don't know where the woman is now, but Hazel said she was fine. In his message, she said that she was not in Seattle, and was calming down after Calvin's kidnapping of her. Then at the end of the message, Hazel also mentioned that Eden didn't need to look for her anywhere. Even at Katrina's house in Tacoma. Because of that, Eden finally told the two stupid cops that Hazel was in Tacoma. In fact Hazel wasn't there, and the two cops weren't going to get anything when they got there to meet Hazel. -00-

But even though she did, she wasn't able to respond quickly. Ember's silence urged her to continue. “I'm Hazel Hendrix. I worked at the Phoenix Empire.” She smiled, showing a set of pearly white teeth. “I do remember you,” Ember responded when she recovered. She returned the smile with equal warmth. “Please come in.” She added and opened the door. “I'm glad you do.” Hazel replied, stepping into her humble apartment. Her eyes surveyed the place with wide curious eyes. “This place is very comfy.” She remarked with genuine appreciation.