William Fucking Perfect Gorgeous Hanzel was avoiding someone.
Not just anyone, he was avoiding you.Not out of nowhere, of course. The young man with icy blue eyes began to freak out internally due to the effects of his own curse.
Being condemned to kill everyone you love and go insane until death wasn't encouraging to anyone. Even less so for him who would rather die and end this cycle.
William didn't look at you. He preferred going on night watches with Jess. He went to the mall with Brad to accompany his crazy shopping spree,without complaining—a true miracle—and had the audacity to interact with the new girl.
Alexis.
At first you thought it was nothing, he was just having one of his bad days and soon everything would be fine. Wrong.
Hanzel made a point of not looking in your direction. He didn't speak or even acknowledge her presence and painfully sent smiles and teases to her.
What was it about her that made her seem luckier than you?
This seemed to get worse when Brad, in one of his fits of excitement and euphoria, invited everyone—including you—to Hanzel's house for an afternoon of tea and cookies.
Despite Hanzel's one-sided cold war with you, it would be a waste not to enjoy it with your friends or miss out on the delicious cookies that Miranda, his kind housekeeper, made. What could go wrong? Just enjoy it, ignore it and leave later.
Wrong again. For some reason you were easily convinced by Brad that there was something wrong with William and he was suffering in pain in his room. William. Pain. Alone. You assumed it was the curse.
This proved to be a lie when you found his room empty, the door being locked with Brad walking away laughing and Hanzel coming out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around her waist.
Oh shit...
"What are you doing here?" His tone seemed harsher and icier than ever directed at you.