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"Now... Stop crying like a little baby and tell me what's wrong and why are you crying like this? What happened?" Austin asked as he sat down on the bed while taking her in his lap and made her sit in his lap and she kept her head on his chest.
"Ummm... I will get fresh first... My head is aching." Hazel said and Austin nodded his head in yes.
"I will make breakfast and coffee for us." Austin replied and Hazel nodded her head in yes.
She got up from the bed and looked at Austin to see him wearing all the black clothes that they wear in funerals.
She was suddenly scared as what might had happened that he wore them.
"Austin... What's wrong? Why are you wearing these clothes?" Hazel asked and Austin looked down on his clothes. He closed his eyes as he didn't realise that he is in these clothes and Hazel would doubt him.
"Umm... It's just... Umm..." Austin stuttered.
