CHAPTER 129

- HAZEL -

‘Must you be friends with her? She looks quite old even for you.’ Killian’s words makes me look up to face him. My eyes are completely spent and I’m worn out in the best way one could be. The kind that makes one’s body feel alive. I’m naked on his bed, clutched to his side as his hand rests on my waist, holding me to him. My head is resting on his arms as Killian plays with my hair with that same hand.

My lips forms a line. I’m way too deep into sleeping to actually think or hear straight. ‘You mean Carol?’ I hum, resting my head on his chest instead.

Killian hums a reply. He hummed a ‘yes’. The freshness of his breath along with the vibration from his chest has me in a dreamy chokehold.

‘I feel like I owe her.’ I finally say. ‘The reason I even have people calling themselves my friends is because of her.’ I remember proceeding to go on with a long ass explanation, I remember him replying to me.