CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
HAZEL'S POV
Martha's funeral had come and gone very quickly. It was a small ceremony, just family and friends. I met Martha's children and grandkids at the funeral. They had all been so sad and my heart broke for them. It had been a while since I had attended a funeral.
The last one and the only one I had attended was for that of my family, so I didn't know what to do I just stayed by the sidelines and then I gave my condolences to the family and I left.
It was two weeks later and I was nervous, I was waiting to hear from NYU. I just kept praying I would get in. The prospect of finally going to college also excited me. It was an opportunity that I never thought I would have and now it was all possible and all because of one man.
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AZIEL'S POV
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