HAZEL’S POV
Over the next couple of days, I fell into a routine with Aziel. We wake up, we talk, we take walks in the garden, and we kiss, but Aziel doesn’t try to take it further than that and I always feel disappointed.
I can see it in his eyes that he burns for me as much as I do for him, but he does nothing about it. It feels like we are on a mini honeymoon. Despite the fact that I have no recollection of our relationship in the past, It feels so natural. Being close to him makes me feel safer than I have felt in a very long time.
“Oh, hi,” Josephine said with a kind smile when she walked into the kitchen and found me there.
I had only had a few encounters with her and she was always so kind. Aziel told me we had been friends and I felt bad because I couldn’t remember her.
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