Daisy/Madison’s POV:
Hearing him, I believed and trusted him enough to let my heart be content that he wouldn’t leave me. And I too don’t want him to leave me. Even if it is death, I want him to either fight with it and get back to me or take me with him.
Yes…this life doesn’t feel like anything without his presence. And I don’t want to live in a world where he doesn’t exist. I understood this when he said that man was trying to kill him. For a moment, even before he slashed his throat, I wanted to kill that man. To be honest, I wanted to kill him with my own hands.
Seeing that man dead in his place, an unknown relief and happiness took over my heart, and that was what made me freeze in my place. I couldn’t identify myself, seeing that I was getting happy over someone’s death.