Chapter 140: Talking About Sloane

***Hazel***

I stayed up late intentionally—long after he'd gone upstairs—waiting to see if he’d come downstairs again. Maybe he’d want something to eat, maybe just a glass of water, or maybe… maybe he’d come down looking for me.

For the first hour, I heard nothing. I thought he wouldn’t come down after all. But then, I heard the soft sound of his bedroom door opening upstairs.

My breath caught. E