CHAPTER TWENTY ONE 

         HAZEL 

Tears stung at the corner of my cheek as I watched Melissa's retreating figure. 

“Are you okay, my lady?” Britney asked as she examined my body. 

“I'm fine.” I said and smiled through the tears. 

“Her fingers left a print on your cheek, it's red. And your arms are covered in bruises, let me get a first aid kit real quick.” Britney said as she made to stand from the ground. 

“I'm fine, Britney, really. Can you please help me grab a scarf inside? I don't want anyone to see me like this, especially Darius.” I said. She didn't argue further and just helped me stand...