The next day at Hazel's apartment, the sun rose and it was almost past eight when Hazel's long eye lashes fluttered slightly like a fluttering butterfly, her brows creased from the little bit of sun reaching her delicate face through the little space left of the light lemon green curtains.
She slowly opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling for a little amount, but she felt a little groggy, so she closed her eyes back. She had almost fallen asleep when the delicious aroma wafted through her nose. It was a familiar herbal aromatic fragrance that quickly washed away the sleepiness in her body, dragging away her tiredness, without doubt replacing it with hunger.
She suddenly seemed to recall Aiden's presence yesterday, but she wasn't sure as everything seemed like a dream. She might have rea
