LOGIN- HAZEL - Today is Saturday. Once again, I am standing in front of my room mirror, nicely dressed in a long, fitted silk dress which has an open back. A plain jewellery is on my neck with the matching earrings and ring on my ears and finger. I take a deep breath in and exhale. Tonight, I chose
- HAZEL - My eyes open and a moan slips out my mouth. I sit up. It takes me a moment to register my surroundings. I am on my bed. I close my eyes and open one, rubbing my other closed eye with my folded fist. A yawn slips out my mouth. I look around my room. I could’ve sworn I did not climb
“I do have a life.” I whisper. “And she is in it.” I hear a scoff. “I have put up with everything until now. I have been silent and watched you dally around in this thing called ‘love’, but you seem to forget that I too carry the burden of our parents’ unfortunate exit from this world and seeing
- KILLIAN - “I was stunned to arrive and see absolutely no one at home. A teenage girl should not be left alone during episodic phases like these. What if she harmed herself?” Our family doctor was packing her things and getting ready to leave. I stand, my hand still tucked into Hazel’s hand
- KILLIAN - I was in my home office when the call came, disrupting my silence so late at night. It ticked me off, vexed every single bit of me because I wondered who would have the audacity to call me at such a late hour. Especially because I could have been sleeping. It was not until I saw the
- HAZEL - I tie my hair up in a messy bun and stare at myself in my bathroom mirror, the one glued above the sink. My toothbrush is in my hand. I turn the sink on then rinse my toothbrush for a short while before grabbing a toothpaste. I press the paste on my brush. I begin to brush my teeth







