Under the heavy storm, Hazel's car can be seen driving down a lonely road. She is frantically trying to keep herself from losing her composure any further. Where is she going?
Hazel's POV~
I felt like my head would blow up at any minute. My kids and their safety were all I could think about. “That jerk better not lay a finger on my babies” I growled as I stepped on the gas.
Not long after, my phone rang.
Driiiinng! Driiiinng!
I picked it up and took a look; it was the principal. “Hello?” I picked up.
“Oh thank goodness. I've been trying to reach you. Where are you? The cops are here” she said.
“I'm on my way to the culprit's location. He called my hu…..” my mouth froze up for a second. That was weird. Why did I want to call Noah my husband?
“Hello? Are you still there?”
“Huh?
