The Tale Of Hearts

Chapter 109

Hazel's POV

A gentle rain drizzled outside, the sky heavy and gray, almost as if snow might begin to fall at any moment. I gazed out the window, my mind drifting aimlessly. The thought of the first snow of the year made me wonder, where I might be when it finally arrived. That simple thought pulled me back to that day, the day of the accident. The memory felt fragmented, darkened by shadows that swallowed all the light. But one detail stood out, clear and sharp, the stupid thing I blurted out to Hyden before it all happened. "If two people are alone in the snow, they're bound to fall in love." A silly smile tugged at my lips, but still the weight of embarrassment burned hot in my chest. How could I have been so ridiculous to tell him that? I could still remember his expression, so unreadable, like he was seeing me for the first time and the way that look had frozen me more than the cold ever could. 

Time had passed in a blur, three years vanishing in the blink of an eye, but we are still stuck at one point. A quiet sigh slipped from me, accompanied by a flood of memories, some joyful, others painfully sharp. The mix of emotions churned inside me, leaving me hollow yet heavy. It had been two days since I came back from the hospital, and I hadn't seen Hyden since. He hadn't come home, not even once. I couldn't help but wonder, why was he staying away? Was it because of Bryan? Or... was it me? or was he deliberately avoiding me? The thought stung more than I wanted to admit. I sighed again, feeling the burn of unshed tears behind my eyes. I hadn't ventured out of my room, not that I particularly wanted to. The heaviness in my chest was too much to bear, and He was at the centre of it, taking up space in my thoughts and frustrating me endlessly. 

Why am i missing him? Didn't i want him to leave me alone? why cant i just be happy as now he giving me this space. The question made me clench my fists. I hated to admit it, but deep down, I knew the answer. Still, The weight of those questions pressed down on me, each one more suffocating than the last. My mind spiralled as I tried to make sense of it all, but the more I thought, i was loosing my sane. I wanted answers to all of my questions, where no one could actually provide it.

My trail of thought was interrupted by the soft clink of a mug being placed on the table and Nora's voice pulled me back to the present, startling me slightly. "I'm not giving all my patience to hot chocolates, you are special" she teased, noticing my startled expression. 

I bit my lips, a small smile forming despite myself. I glanced around, grounding myself. I'd been sitting in her clinic this whole time, discussing to restarting my therapy sessions with Nora as these nightmares weren't going to end on their own.

"I added two marshmallows," Nora said, her tone light as she slid the mug closer. "Sofie told me you'd like it." Hearing Sofie's name made something inside me soften. A faint warmth replaced the heavy ache in my chest. 

"I miss her so much. I haven't seen her in a while," I murmured, the thought of the small bubbly girl made my mind somewhat ease. 

Nora smiled gently. "Oh, she's been nagging me saying that she want to play with her Aunt Hazel. But yiu know haze, I've been so busy lately, I couldn't visit any of you." She took a sip from her own mug, her voice carrying a tinge of guilt. I nodded, lowering my gaze to the hot chocolate in front of me. The two marshmallows floated lazily on the surface, their edges beginning to melt.

"How are you feeling now?much better ??" Nora asked, her voice soft but tinged with concern. I nodded again, though I wasn't sure if it was true.

"Haze," she began, leaning forward slightly, "The reason you'd forgotten what happened on the accident is because it was too painful because you have faced something really painfuller mentally and physically. So, Your brain automatically blocked it out to protect you. But now that you remember it all, it's replaying in your head, mixing with reality. It's like your mind is trying to make sense of it, and I think I can help you with that, with medicine you will get better and it will stop" She paused, her eyes searching mine as she gently took my hand, rubbing the back of it but what my ind was occupied was not only the nightmare it was Him, why it is hard for us to simply have a good conversation on what happened.