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[★ HAZEL]

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as love filled night gives way to day

She didn't satisfy him with a reaction to his disagreement on Zaniel. Hazel hated listening to him talk about himself like that: like he could never overcome what his souls had done, even though it seemed so obvious to her that he could. She didn't understand why he tied ropes around his own wrists and acted as if he was at peace with it. She didn't understand why he didn't fight a little harder to break that dangerous cycle he seemed stuck in. It didn't make sense.

Hazel didn't want to go off on a tangent about how she didn't believe him; she didn't want to start an argument about how he was wrong, about how she had proof that she was broken, that she literally had scars like cracks in a vase. Because it would be pointless - pointless and depressing. She just wanted him to read to her.

And so, in an ugly shift of mood and desperation to focus on something else, Hazel asked: "What page were we on again?"

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