- HAZEL -
I can’t find my freaking laptop.
Heck, I’m not even looking for it that much anymore but it’s still on my mind. Now I’m kind of worried I forgot it in the uber I took from his place yesterday and not at his place.
A lump forms in my throat. Just the thought of it is very unsettling and gives me a wrenched feeling in my stomach. Loosing my laptop is like restarting my life from day one since I got here. And beyond.
I shake my head. I left it here, I left it here. Losing it is not something to think of, I try to convince myself as I come out of Killian’s other room. Most of the rooms in this place are locked. Part of me understands why but the other part wants to be unreasonable especially when I saw that purse!
What on earth is Killian hiding? Why does he have so many vacant spaces when he lives alone? Why live in a place like this in the first place when he lives alone? He could’ve bought a house smaller.