Chapter 42.

Author’s POV

The next morning, Hazel stepped out of the kitchen, her hands carefully holding a tray with breakfast. She set it down on the dining table, dressed casually in a pink pant and a white crop top. Her hair was pulled back into a simple ponytail, a few loose strands framing her face, giving her an effortlessly cute look.

Tracy, seated at the dining table, watched her with a teasing smile.

“You’d make a great wife, you know?” Tracy said, her ...