It Doesn't Hurt Anymore

At this point, Hazel felt that whoever came to accompany her was treating her fearfully and carefully as if she was a dangerous beast, even though she didn't look hideous nor was she aggressive. Therefore, she quickly shook her head. "It's fine... Just let me stay alone for a while... I feel uncomfortable with someone watching..." Hearing this, Regan only looked at her with eyes filled with resignation and affection. In the end, he agreed that she could sit on the sofa near the window, but her wrist would be cuffed on the sofa's armrest—this meant that she wasn't allowed to walk around casually. The reason for this was that Regan believed that her legs hadn't healed completely, so she would probably bump into something unknowingly. Although Hazel refuted that she wasn't a disable person in her heart for a thousand times, she knew that Regan wouldn't compromise further. Therefore, she could only nod her head obediently. Once Regan had left, Hazel leaned against the soft sofa whilst hold