“I hurt Caroline too many times for Hazel’s sake. This is what Hazel owes her,” he coldly replied.
Outside the door, Hazel trembled uncontrollably, her breath caught in her throat.
She couldn’t believe it. The man who once swore he loved her more than life itself had been lying to her all along just to avenge another woman.
They’d been childhood sweethearts and grew up together.
When Dominic was five, he lost his parents in a car crash right before his eyes. The trauma left him with severe psychological scars that he would often hurt himself and refuse to let anyone near.
The only one who could calm him down was Hazel.
She didn’t care about the danger. She stayed by his side, took care of him, brought him to therapy, and tried every possible way to make him smile again.
Countless nights, when his illness acted up, he’d clutch her tightly and whisper in a broken voice, “Hazel, you’re all I have left. Don’t leave me. I swear to God, I’ll only ever love you in this life. If I break that promise, may lightning strike me dead.”
But that childhood promise turned into the sharpest blade.
Tears blurred Hazel’s vision as she stumbled out of the building. Her hands shook as she pulled up the county clerk's office website and filed for divorce.
[Your divorce application has been submitted successfully. The cooling-off period is one month. If either party withdraws during this period, the application will be void.]
She then bought a one-way ticket abroad, set for one month later.
She was leaving Dominic, leaving him forever.
Third Person's POV
Just then, Hazel’s phone buzzed. It was a message from Caroline, probably another one of her arrogant little videos showing off the latest gift Dominic had bought her.
But Hazel didn’t want to see it. She was about to close the message when another text popped up, one that made her scalp prickle and her stomach drop.
[Bitch. Since you refused to bark like a dog for me, I’ll let your mother do it instead.]
Hazel froze. Her hand trembled as she tapped the video open.
One glance and her world collapsed.
Caroline had tied her sick mother to the back of a car and was dragging her through the streets of the city.
Her mother’s cries echoed through the wind, but the car sped faster and faster.
Moments later, all that was left of her mother was a mangled, bloody mess on the road.