Daisy's POV
In the hush of the early morning, the world seemed to hold its breath. The gentle caress of the dawn light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft hues of gold and pink.
I sat on the edge of my bed, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. The room felt both familiar and foreign as if the walls held secrets waiting to be uncovered. In the stillness of the moment, my mind raced with different thoughts.
It's been a week since I escaped from the Blackwood Pack and Draco brought me here but we haven't had a normal conversation without quarreling, he is so cold and hard heartened, he has never smiled or even cracked jokes with me all he does is quarrel, which makes me wondered how he is even friends with Liam.
All he cares about is his alone time and how he wants to send me out, but for some reason he doesn't want me to leave without healing first, I still don't understand why he cares.