Daisy wiped at the tear that slipped down her cheek, doing it quickly, quietly, like she didn't want anyone to notice, even though there was no hiding the tension sitting heavy in the room.
It didn't make sense to her. It had been months since Seraphine left, and yet Bryan was still calling for her, still missing her like she had never gone anywhere.
That kind of attachment wasn't supposed to last this long, not when she, Daisy, had been right there the whole time. Not when she had influenced Bryan in a thousand ways to hate Seraphine and transfer the love they once shared to her.
No, she couldn't let that happen, couldn't let Seraphine keep that place in his heart.
But while she was still stuck on that, something else had already taken hold of Ravyn's attention, something sharper, more immediate.
"Daisy," he said, his voice lower now, more controlled, but carrying an edge she couldn't ignore, "who exactly have you been calling?"
The question hit her off guard.
