~Hazel~
A flush of adrenaline tingling through my body made my thoughts fuzzy, like a haze had descended upon me. But one thing was clear: I had to get out of there. I turned to flee, my heart racing with a mix of shock, anger, and hurt. The scene before me was seared into my mind, refusing to be erased.
Why was I even hurt? It wasn’t like he ever mentioned us being exclusive. He was only nice and protective of me, making me feel like we had something more.
For all I knew, I might have been the one whom he cheated on his girlfriend with, not the other way around. Why did I have to always be the second woman?
As I rushed down the hallway, my senses were heightened, and I detected a familiar scent—Asher's cologne.
“Hazel, wait!”
If only it were Zane calling out to me and begging me
