Hazel's POV

I'm feeling the air leaving my lungs as I stare at Umera.

His eyes, his body.

He shortened his black hair, and his clothes looks so different.

I don't like that.

Something about him doesn't feel right.

I always knew something is off about him but I endlessly loved him despite everything.

Discovering the truth was a shock yes, but now, him looking at me like that.

Gives me shivers.

Or maybe I didn't see him for a long time.

" So, you're the brunette girl huh? "

My lips parted as I hear the stupid question come out of his lips.

He didn't call my name like...