Chapter 18 Upward

Hazel's POV I watched as Arnold entered into the car and Damien helped him put his wheelchair into the boots. A sudden breeze of relief and excitement brushed through my skin as I watched him talk to Damien. The stern face he had seemed as though he was going out for something extremely important. In my heart, I prayed that whatever he was going for kept him extremely occupied till he died. My eyes were still focused on him, not wanting to miss any action, when I noticed him turning his face upwards. I bent my head hiding behind the curtains. I didn't want him to know that I was watching him. Now, I couldn't watch him directly but I still didn't want to miss anything. Was he playing with me or was he seriously leaving? As soon as I watched his car depart from the building, the joy in my soul increased, and I found myself on the bed jumping cheerfully. Honestly, I couldn't remember when last I felt this good about life or anything in general. I laid on the bed panting heavily from my ju