Chapter 213 Insatiable
"Hey," Hazel said softly, holding out the drink. "You look like you could use this."
The woman hesitated before accepting the glass, her slender fingers brushing Hazel's for a fleeting moment.
"Thanks," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the hum of conversation and music.
Hazel took a seat beside her, the two of them sitting in silence for a moment. Up close, the woman seemed even more striking—her features sharp and elegant, framed by long, jet-black hair.
But there was a heaviness to her, a weight that seemed to anchor her even as the rest of the plane was filled with lightness and laughter.
"You don't seem like you're enjoying the trip," Hazel said cautiously, swirling the vodka in her glass.
The woman let out a bitter laugh, her lips curving into a faint, humorless smile. "Enjoying it? That's one way to put it."
Hazel frowned. "Why are you here, then?"