That night, as Hazel stared at the empty space beside her, she felt that her heart was clenched tight.
It had been a week since the car accident, but Regan didn't come back.
At first, Hazel thought that Regan would spend his day outside and return at night as he did before.
However, he didn't show up for the whole week, nor called to harass her like the previous nights.
At this moment, Hazel's mind was running wild about Regan's injury. Was the wound... very serious?
Lately, she had been feeling very uneasy and would always think of his face.
She wondered if she was bewitched.
Feeling rather upset, Hazel covered her head with the blanket and kept kicking her limbs like an aggressive little monster.
"Oh, Hazel... don't think about it anymore! There must have a lot
