Noah’s POV
Daisy is barely responding to me, I try to get her out of the tub and then onto the worktop so I can check the bump on her head, but she just stares ahead, her eyes unfocused. I’m seriously starting to feel scared, I don’t know what to do.
I grab my cell from where I dropped it on the worktop before I got in the shower with Daisy, figuring I’ll call Abbey, but as I lift it to my face, I find that there is no cell service. Most likely knocked out by the storm. Swearing in frustration, I drop the phone again and start cupboards looking for a first aid kit.
I find one in the second cupboard I check and pull it out, straightening up before heading back to Daisy who hasn’t moved from where I placed her.
I reach up, brushing the wet hair out of her eyes, revealing the egg sized pu
