Chapter 21
***Hazel’s POV***
Her head was pounding again, swirling with a terrible migraine. For once, she was able to sit up with minimal effort. Hazel sleepily rubbed her eyes and groaned, trying to remember what happened. She blinked and her eyes filled with the view of a small waterfall outside a large window in front of the queen-sized bed she was tucked into. The room was empty aside from small furniture and a an equally small bathroom connected to the room. It was quaint, but not homey. When the memory of the attack at Nite’s hit her, she screamed flopped back onto the bed and covered herself with the thick comforter spread across the mattress; shaking in fear.
Hazel heard the slow creak of the door opening and she froze, pretending to be asleep. The footsteps resemb
