Hazel's POV
I tuck Savannah under the blankets and I just watch her sleep for a few minutes. For the first time, I hate that I have a personal life. This is the first time my daughter slept in the car and witnessed so many odd things that usually don't happen in our lives. And I cannot help but feel like I am responsible for it.
I walk back to the living room and I just wait. I wait for Elliot to come so we can have this conversation. When I was about to fall asleep, I even make myself a cup of coffee so I can stay awake.
And I realised two things that night. One, I can sleep even after I had coffee. Two, is that Elliot must be really pissed.
Because I wake up on the couch again, when it is just about the time for the sun to rise and he is still not here. Or maybe he just realised
