Chapter 107: I Love You, Haze

***Hazel***

***Present.***

Fear. Satisfaction. Anger. Gratitude. They all collided inside me, crushing against one another until I couldn’t tell which emotion was heavier, or which one I was supposed to feel first. I only knew my chest ached with the weight of them all. He had killed a man because of what he did to me. Not yesterday. Not last week. But years ago. And he stood here now, confessing