Evander knelt before Hazel's headstone, looking at the photograph of the girl's wide, cheerful smile. Her naturally full, curly hair framed her small face. Remembering their first meeting when Hazel picked him up at the airport, Evander found it hard to believe the slender, petite girl was an agent.
"Do you remember our first meeting?" Evander said with a sad smile. "You were so annoying. I almost refused to have a partner like you."
Evander recalled all their moments together, including the times the three of them played with Noah. Tears streamed down his face.
"He hates me, Hazel. He thinks I've betrayed you with Elena, and I feel like his trust is slipping further and further away," he confessed in a quiet sob.
"Please help me, Hazel. Please make Noah understand that I am his father
