Out of Reach

Vane Silas’s Pov

I walked into the kitchen and stopped the second I saw her. Hazel was standing on tiptoe, stretching her arm as far as it could possibly go, fingers brushing uselessly against a spice bottle sitting high in one of the cabinets. Her body tilted with every reach, her lips parted with quiet breaths of effort. She looked so determined it hurt to watch, that she didn't even notice me