Daisy
She didn"t know what had come over her when she"d opened the door, but something had triggered inside her the moment she"d seen Brad. Well, that was a lie. It had been triggered long before that, likely when he"d said the first word to her earlier.
She pulled him in by his shirt collar, and slammed the door shut, not paying any attention to what she was doing and feeling thankful for this being her childhood home; she could move around it with her eyes closed if she had to. At least her childhood room had long since been redecorated. She was sure that it wouldn"t actually matter to Brad; he"d seen her room plenty of times after all. But doing what she was planning to in front of her dolls and Peter Rabbit wallpaper wouldn"t have been fun. As it was, the room was still girlier than
