Sitting in my cabin without anyone disturbing feels peaceful right now. Yes, after a long time I'm getting some actual hours to relax or mostly I'm always occupied or barely getting time to have a nap. Today somehow I managed to get some hours to myself. 3 hours maximum! And it's a lot! More than I ever had since I became a doctor.

Even though I'm resting and feeling peaceful from somewhere in the corner of my mind I feel restless. Alone. Even though it's peace I'm not actually feeling peaceful, like a cold war going on in my mind. Neither a whole disaster nor a pleasant feeling. Is that because of him?

No way! It shouldn't be.

I remember the first time I saw Adrien he was sitting on his bed curled up, he was trembling, hugging his knees near his chest like his life depends on it. People called him dangerous but he was scared like world around him is a lot more than than a man like him.

The first time he looked at me it was like goosebumps around my whole body. His pale blue eyes were almost red due to crying. He wasn't letting me touch him even when he got fever. It almost took whole six months so that he could get comfortable but his friendly behavior was more like an obsession. An unhealthy one.

From that day I daily repeat these words. Reminding myself that I'm just his doctor and he was my patient who went back to his home where he should belong. He told me nearly every aspect of his life, like how his mother left him, how his father used to beat him for just being ill, how the entry of his step mother made things worse for him. After knowing these all I can confirm the reason of his current state is not just his mother's death but the treatment he got from his father and stepmother.

I'm really worried about how he is right now. Seeing the way he went back and the look on his face was telling he won't tolerate all those suffering again and I hope so he wouldn't stay silent this time.

While I was lost in my thoughts my phone rang taking me out of those thoughts.

"Hazel...", I rubbed my eyes glancing back at the screen confirming if I'm seeing right or it's just my imagination.

"Hazel...yea... Alright...the same Hazel Brown isn't?... Wait!!! FUCK!!!!!", I quickly picked up the call and yelled loudly.

"FUCKING BITCH!! NOW YOU ARE REMEMBERING ME!? AFTER TWO MONTHS!!!??".

"Hey! Calm down dude let me explain first", She replied and I could hear all the loud music in background. I bet she's in club.

"Well don't think I was trying to get away from you or something but was really busy in one case and thankfully it's done!", Hazel said with a large grin on her face.

"Is it? Congratulations Haze, I got really worried when you weren't picking up my call not going to lie I thought you were dead", I replied with a soft chuckle in end.

"Anyways fuck it! Well how about going to club tonight? I really wanna hangout with you after these hectic two months", She suggested walking out of the bar or club wherever she was.

"Club? No way! You know I don't like those loud places. Uhh... Should.. Should we go somewhere like library or... Eh... Shopping mall?", I quickly replied with a slight panic in my voice.

"Library? Seriously dummy! Alright then the shopping mall is final! I will pick you up tomorrow around 11 p.m", Hazel replied in an irritated tone.

I sighed after hanging up the call and pinching the bridge of my nose. Guess I have a hangout tomorrow then? Not going to lie I'm fucking excited I'm going out to hang out after a long time. I think last time I went out was a year ago.