William

As the door opened, my breath hitched as Hazel emerged looking like a goddess. The scent of rose and jasmine hit me. Even from far away, the scent of Chanel No 5 perfume wrapped itself around me like a cloak. It was Hazel’s favorite scent and I could pick her out of any crowd with that scent. She wore one of the dresses I picked out earlier, an emerald green dress that shimmered under the living room light. It fitted her like a glove, showcasing her blossoming figure in a flattering ...