HAZEL’S POV
“Meet me in the garden in thirty minutes.” A text from Aziel read.
I had excused myself from the kitchen and claimed I wanted to use the bathroom to check my phone. I didn’t know how I was going to explain the new device to Martha and Thomas if they saw it.
I smiled at the unusual text. Aziel and I rarely met while it was still bright outside, usually after hours.
“Why? What’s going on?” I responded.
“I have a surprise for you. We will be gone the whole day. Tell them I sent you on an errand,”
I giggled.
Aziel was beginning to get used to making up lies to cover up our relationship. I couldn’t wait till we could finally come out as a couple and stop all this sneaking around.
I stuffed the phone back into my front pocket which was hidden under my apron and left the
