𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄────❝How would you feel if you were the sunset?❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Kenji Sato returns to Japan, leaving behind everything he's ever known. And fate plays a cruel joke on him, when Hazel Vellichor walks back into his life, albeit not by c...
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Eleanora Hyde smiled, big. Her granddaughter watched her with confusion.Then, the doorbell rang, and Dorian was quick to let the door swing open, and from the first glance, Hazel knew that the smile on his face was the practised, and fake one, the one he reserved for anyone that wasn't his pawn. Yet. His daughter eyed him with disdain, but then her gran brushed past her, and her thin arms enveloped a woman she didn't recognise. Whose name she learnt was Emiko Sato. And from behind her, peeked out a young boy, with hair that was raven, but shone under the light of the moon, with eyes that glowed like purple gemstones. And then, the woman Hazel knew as "Emiko" was gently pushing the boy out from behind the safety of her knees. He stumbled forward, and Hazel's mother gripped onto her shoulder, tight.
Greetings, manners, discipline. Right.
She stepped forward, holding out her hand. And she just knew that sick smile was on her mother's face, even if she didn't bother to look up. Apparently, the boy himself thought so too, because one glance at Hazel's mother was enough for him. His eyes flitted between everything behind them, but she held his gaze when their eyes next met.
"I'm Hazel, nice to meet you," she whispered, catching the tremble in her voice and hand mid-sentence, willing herself to gain some composure, she was Dorian Vellichor's daughter, he did not accept such tomfoolery, even from a five year old.
