CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
HAZEL.
Gently, I placed my hand in Darius', and he held it, still keeping his eyes on the screen.
Honestly, if I was told that he'd never sat down to watch a movie in his life, I would not believe it, but on the other hand, it felt like a bad influence. There was a lot of action involved in the movie, and multiple people had been killed because of a virus that made them madly after money.
What if he was only interested because there was a lot of murder in it?
Darius leaned back in his seat, and dipped his hand in the popcorn. I sighed, reminded of what he said he had to tell me.
*
Earlier, when I changed my mind to dress Darius in black, I left the room, and took out my phone.
“I'm going to cancel my order, and request for new ones.” I said to the attendant on
