HAZEL
While I wait, I go to the bathroom. I shower. I change. I put on makeup. I make sure I look composed, put together before I step back into the living area.
Right on time, the door opens.
Nico is there, opening it for the hotel staff. His eyes widen when he sees what’s coming.
“I didn’t order any of this,” he says sharply.
“I did,” I reply, walking past him.
He narrows his eyes at me. He can’t say anything. Not really.
So I stand there and wait.
“Have anything to say?”
His jaw tightens, teeth grinding together, as dish after dish is wheeled in. So much food that it barely fits in the dining area.
Yes, I’m hungry. I'll eat what I can but not much. This isn’t about eating.
This is about hurting Axel’s bank account. Annoying Nico. And finally getting a little bit of fun out of
