Chapter 862

"Don't talk to me for the rest of the day," Shawn demanded. "Shawn Prescott, I need to use the restroom! I can't hold it anymore!" Hazel shouted back. Shawn's fists clenched so tightly at her words that Hazel swore she could hear his knuckles cracking. Hazel had no idea why. No matter how many times the family called for her, Hazel refused to get out of bed. From 7:00 am, they tried to rouse her up until 8:00 am but to no avail. With the school orientation set to start at 9:00 am, her bedroom door remained stubbornly shut. Shawn finally lost his patience. He stormed to her door and pounded on it. "Hazel, if you're not out in ten minutes, I'm leaving for work," he bellowed. The threat worked. Hazel shot out of bed and stammered, "I'm sorry, Shawn! Just give me ten—no, five minutes!" She then called out, "Shawn, I'm almost ready! Can you grab my bag?" Shawn picked up a brown handbag, but Hazel waved frantically. "No, not that one! The red crossbody bag!" Hazel could feel