CHAPTER 153

- KILLIAN -

That is no sore derived from cooking. I don’t need to look at it to know. I’ve cooked all my life since I was a child and I’ve gotten a lot of wounds in my life time to know what bandages are best suited for certain injuries.

I also pay much attention to detail, so I know Hazel is not telling me something. But what exactly? I’m not certain of it. I don’t want to ask her directly and it’s killing me. The time I spent kneading her hand was enough to give me answers to certain things, yet not sufficiently. The eye bags on her slightly worn out face also gave me hints. She’s been stressed. Certainly my departure wasn’t enough to make her look weary in such a short time. I never did anything to make her feel any less loved while being away. Yet from her eyes, it’s obvious she’s done a lot of crying.

Yet she didn’t make it known to me. Why?