Chapter 81 - Moving day

Hazel POV

“When am I going to be able to call Elliot?”, I ask Edgar and he looks at me with the kindest eyes I have ever seen. He is a lovely man but quiet. I barely speak to him. I spend most of my days sitting outside in the garden reading. I can’t believe it’s been two weeks since I left New York, and I never thought I would miss it this much.

As he has no answers for me, I walk into the small kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee. I rest my hands on the counter in front of me, and I look at the beach in front of me. The sunset is beautiful. I grab my coffee and put on a cardigan before walking outside into the garden.

I wrap myself in the jacket and walk down the small path to the private beach that is at the end. I sit on the sand and dig my feet in the warm sand. The sun is just setting, but it has been a warm day. The sand is nice and warm. I close my ey