Chapter 70 In His Service

• Hazel stood frozen, her figure unmoving like a statue, caught in the quiet of the moment.
• Zachary set the book aside with practiced ease, his movements deliberate as he began to rise. "Do you want me to carry you?" he asked, his tone playful yet carrying a hint of command.
• Without answering, Hazel swiftly climbed onto the bed, rolling herself to the farthest edge. She curled onto her side, her back to him, pressing herself against the wall, determined to avoid even the slightest contact.