Chapter 68

The sound of his words alerted her, prompting her to gently place the bird feeder down. Though her ears were attuned to his presence, she hesitated to turn around. A rush of nervous energy made her hands tremble, and an instinct to flee swept over her. Wyatt, however, intercepted her by grabbing her hand, his desperate eyes seeking the warmth she had once shared. In that moment, he longed to witness her smile.
"Hazel, please," he pleaded,
She turned away, her back to him, struggling to break free from his grasp. His grip finally slackened, not wishing to make her uncomfortable.