CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

HAZEL.

Gently, I placed my hand in Darius', and he held it, still keeping his eyes on the screen.

Honestly, if I was told that he'd never sat down to watch a movie in his life, I would not believe it, but on the other hand, it felt like a bad influence. There was a lot of action involved in the movie, and multiple people had been killed because of a virus that made them madly after money. 

What if he was only interested because there was a lot of murder in it?

Darius leaned back in his seat, and dipped his hand in the popcorn. I sighed,...