𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐇𝐢𝐦

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓-2

Cladded in navy blue dress that reached below her knee, Hazel's flawless skin was glowing under sunlight.

Her light colored eyes were twinkling under light rays. Each soul around her felt parlayed undee her beauty, not being able to take their eyes off her.

Hazel stifled a giggle, giving them polite smiles on her way which they almost immediately reciprocated, not wanting to look rude to miss lovely. She was referred as miss beauty of her department.

Hazel's undefined beauty was one thing, but innocence leaking off her features was other. With slow and steady steps, she stepped out of university and began to walk on the pavement, feeling fresh air stroking her warm skin.

The orphanage she had taken refuge in wasn't far from her institute, so she preferred walking most of the time. Being foreign exchange student, she was given facility of hostel, but she turned down the offer.

It was her last year in Australia. And she wanted to stay nearer to her late parents as possible.

And what could bring her more closer to them than by staying in orphanage her parents built for orphans. She has heard that her parents were the most compassionate people.

Of course, she didn't remember. She was three when their demise took place by deadly accident. Sometimes Hazel wondered, had her parents ever thought whilst building the orphanage, that someday their own daughter would have to stay in it, as an orphan.

Hazel felt her eyes welling up at their thoughts due to which she tried to blink the memories as well as her tears away. Her constant contagious smile made the natives warmed up to her as they walked past her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by phone ringing. She pulled it out from her purse and stared at caller id. Her beautiful smile stretched more seeing the name. She hurriedly picked the call.

"Afternoon aunt Mona." The only woman who gave her love after her late mother was aunt Mona, her mother's best friend.

She was brought up by her until she turned eighteen two years ago and decided to return to her home country for further studies.

"Afternoon."
"How's my little girl doing?" Hazel couldn't help but laugh at her aunt's way of babying her.

"I'm good. On my way to hostel." Hazel bit her lip in guilt, hating to lie to her.

Her aunt didn't know Hazel was staying in hostel. Or she would have never allowed her to come here at first place. Or rather 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 else wouldn't have permitted her.

"Oh alright and be safe baby. And when are you coming back? Don't you miss your aunt?"

Hazel couldn't help but sigh softly. Her course for which she came here completed two months ago.

Now she was purposely attending small courses here as an excuse to stay back.

"I will come soon, aunt." Hazel murmured, gazing around.

The path was becoming deserted now as the orphanage was in middle of no where. Hazel would always creep out whilst taking this path.

"You always say this." Her aunt complained making her giggle.

Hazel could imagine the baby pout her fifty years old aunt make when things don't go according to her.

"And always mean it." She halted her walk and stared around. There was no one.

Gulping softly, she began to take as large steps as her small legs could form.

"Like I don't know you." Her aunt's disappointed voice came, diverting her attention.