Present Day
"Don't you have a friend at all?" Liam asked, his tone calm but curious.
Dior shook her head slightly. "No… not really. But there's one person I used to talk to—Nelson Drix. He's not exactly my friend… he's more than that. I see him as a brother. A big brother."
Damian's gaze sharpened slightly. "Does he see you as his sister?"
Dior hesitated. "Hmm… I'd say yes."
But deep down, Damian knew the truth. He had never seen her as a sister—not even once.
"Are you still in touch?" Hazel asked.
Dior's expression softened, but there was regret in her eyes. "No. I never said goodbye to him before leaving Australia. I had the chance… but I didn't take it. I was being bullied at the time, and I didn't want to tell him. I didn't want to look weak in his eyes. I just told him I fell… and then I left."
Hazel frowned. "Wait… you were bullied? Why?"
Dior let out a quiet breath. "When I was in third grade, I had eye surgery. I had to wear glasses for a year. My classmates started making fun of me… calling me names. I was only seven. No one wanted to be my friend because they were scared of getting bullied too. My dad couldn't take it anymore, so we moved to London."
Hazel's expression softened immediately. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Dior smiled faintly. "It's all in the past now. I don't want to dwell on it. I just want to focus on the future… and now I have you and Vorden."
Hazel smiled and squeezed her hand lightly. They continued eating, the atmosphere slowly becoming lighter again.
Dior suddenly looked at Liam. "Liam, how about we go ice skating? It's been a while since we've done that."
"Yeah, it has," Hazel added.
Liam nodded. "Sure."
Dior turned to Damian. "Are you coming too?"
He gave a small smile. "Yeah."
After they finished eating, they all stepped outside.
Before Hazel could react, Liam grabbed her hand and pulled her into his car. Meanwhile, Vorden, Dior, and Damian got into another car and followed behind.
As soon as the door shut—
"Liam, what's wro—"
He crashed his lips onto hers.
The kiss was rough, aggressive, and filled with something dark.
Hazel winced as she felt a sharp pain in her lip. She tried to push him away, but it was useless—he was too strong.
"You're hurting me…" she mumbled weakly against his lips.
But he didn't stop.
Tears began to form in her eyes.
That was when Liam finally noticed.
He pulled away abruptly, frustration written all over his face. Jealousy burned inside him—the matching outfits, the feeding, the closeness between her and Vorden… it all pushed him over the edge.
"Drive to the ice skating stadium," he ordered coldly.
"Yes, sir."
Silence filled the car.
"…I'm sorry," he said after a while.
Hazel didn't respond. She simply turned her face toward the window, her expression blank. Her makeup was slightly ruined, and she quietly took out a napkin to wipe it.
"Hazel… I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please… say something," Liam said softly, reaching out to touch her.
She slapped his hand away instantly.
"Don't you dare touch me."
"Hazel, I—"
The car stopped.
Before he could finish, she got out immediately. Liam followed behind her.
They entered the skating center and went to rent their skate shoes.
Hazel walked over to Dior as they both sat down to wear theirs.
Damian stood at a distance, watching Hazel carefully.
She's not even trying to hide behind makeup… and yet she's this beautiful. It's rare… a girl like that, he thought.
Soon, Hazel and Dior stepped onto the ice.
"You know I've been dying to see your moves," Hazel said excitedly. "Show me."
Dior pretended not to understand. "What moves?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
Hazel sighed dramatically. "Fine. Your cheerleading skills are perfect for this. Now show me."
Dior rolled her eyes. "…Fine. Move back. I need space."
"Okay."
Hazel skated backward, giving her room, her eyes already sparkling with anticipation.
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