BEEP! BEEP!
Hazel jerked awake to the loud sound that echoed in the room. For a moment, she just stared around disoriented and confused but when the sound grew louder, her brain forcefully awakened and she registered the source of the noise.
It was the suite's Ip phone.
Hesitantly, she reached for it. "…Hello?"
"Mrs. Avril, you're awake. Thank God!"
She clicked the familiar voice. "Sophie?"
"I'm so sorry for calling so early." There was something tense in her tone. "But there's a bit of an emergency that requires you to come downstairs."
Hazel frowned. "What emergency?"
"Miss Holly is here."
"Holly?"
Why did the name sound so familiar?
"Yes. Your stepsister, Mrs. Avril," she exhaled sharply. "Please, you have to come. She's causing a scene here, demanding to see you."
"Why?"
"I have no idea, Mrs. Avril. But for whatever reason, she wouldn't disclose it to me."
Hazel's fingers curled slowly around the receiver. "I'll be there shortly." She ended the call.
Her initial fatigue kicked in immediately she placed the handset on its craddle. Slowly, her lazy eyes roamed the suite until it landed on the door Alastair had disappeared into the previous day.
Last night had been war for her. She'd fought to stay awake and away from Alastair, and because she didn't want him pulling the same stunt as yesterday, she ended up spending the night on the couch in the living room.
She shuddered slightly when she remembered the sensation from having his lips on her most sensitive spot.
But she'd eventually fallen asleep after tiring herself from replaying everything that happened yesterday and trying to recall her memories.
Fortunately, Alastair never left the room through the entire night.
Hazel dragged a hand through her slightly ruffled hair and left the suite.
When she got to the ground floor, she found Sophie pacing around the foot of the stairs with concern etched on her features.
Sophie looked up immediately she heard her footsteps.