Hazel felt that her eyes were too puffy. As if she had cried a lot and had not slept for ages.
She rubbed her eyes as she looked around. She was on her bed, covered with her blanket and wearing her pajamas. She remembered that she was still in the bathroom when he had rejected her.
That thought hurt her and she felt betrayed. Even though she knew that they did not have that kind of relationship between them, his direct rejection hurt her.
But if he did not want to touch her, then so be it. She was not going to spend time with him either.
But who had changed her clothes? Did he call a maid or change himself?
"Ha! Does it even matter after the moment we had shared together!" Although he had rejected her in the end, he had touched her everywhere and they spent some passionate moments on this bed.
Her bold moments of touching him there and playing with his girth still burnt her cheeks but the fact that he rejected her after that hurt her too.
