Ivan's POV.
It's been three days, three horrible frustrating days.
Three days and yet there was no sign of Hazel.
Where could she be?.
I hope she was alright?.
I hope she didn't finally kill herself?
No I shouldn't be thinking negatively, Hazel was probably ok. Maybe she just needed some space that's all.
Three days is really much of a space though.
" Ivan, nanny Elma said you should have some cookies and milk to help you sleep", Cassie said to me with a glass of milk and cookies in her hands.
I sighed, Elma was probably worried about me especially about the fact I haven't been eating. And poor Cassie who seemed to be taking my lie if Hazel going for a meeting and would be back with goodies.
And here was she offering me a glass of milk and cookies in the evening, it wasn't even night and I was being offered baby treatment from my sister and Elma.
I am not complaining at all, am just worried to eat a single thing.
