HAZEL'S POV
After our conversation the night before, Aziel had not said anything and I knew that he was sceptical about it. I was not a killer and I probably didn't have it in me to take a life, but I was sure that I wanted Anderson dead. I would be glad if that happened.
The day had started as a usual Sunday. Aziel and I spent the day in bed watching movies. We tried not to think too much about how complicated life had gotten for us. It was sort of like a coping mechanism to help us deal with the stress and anxiety that is being caused by the situations around us.
“Do you want to go for a walk? We have managed to spend the whole day in the house.” Aziel said when the credits for the last movie we had watched were rolling in.
“It doesn't sound like a bad idea. I am a bit tired of s
