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ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ

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ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ

𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦

♛♛♛

For the last few days, time felt as if it were slower.

Minutes would feel like hours, hours would feel like days. By the time lunch flew around, it was as if the entire morning hadn't passed.

Hazel felt herself slowly but steadily sinking into a dark hole. It had only been two days, now on the third, but she was miserable.

Still, she hadn't left the hospital, hadn't left the room or talked to anyone other than Trace'aline and Gracie—which had only been a few words.

She wanted Julius. She missed him. So, so much.

Hazel sat beside his bed in her usual spot, tracing his tattoos on his hand and silently staring at her actions.

Her soul was far, far away from the world, as were her mind and heart. Maybe her body was here on the earth, though her head was amongst the clouds.

Hours passed with Hazel like this, casually holding his hand and resting her head against the side of his bed.

His heart rate would rise and fall, which made her nervous and difficult at times, but the more it happened, the more she became accustomed to it.

Except about a minute before nine, when Julius' heart rate began to rise dangerously, and Hazel became alarmed.

Smacking the emergency button far too many times, she cries and holds his hands in hers sorely trying to calm his heart—but it doesn't work.

Immediately, doctors and nurses rush in. When the doctor takes over, Hazel is thrown out and left to the outcome.

She stood there staring at the door, shamelessly witnessing doctors come and go, sirens and shouts bustle all around her.

Her legs give out, and she collapses on the cold ground, curling into a ball and sobbing, pleading up to the heavens to save him.

♛♛♛

An hour had passed. Silence came from every end of the hall, up until the doctor came out with a small, sad smile.

"Miss Alexis?"

Hazel stands unsteadily to her feet. The look of hysteria and shock on her features was so raw and helpless.

"Yes?" Her voice cracks and she clears her throat immediately after to sound clearer.

The doctor gives her a willfully look and gestures for Hazel to sit down, immediately making her anxious.

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