DAISY POV
“I’m asking for the f*****g tenth time — what really got into you?” I said, stuffing another piece of cake into my mouth and completely forgetting about the porridge that was supposed to cure my hangover.
“Dear Daisy, I’m also answering for the f*****g tenth time that I’m f*****g fine,” Raven replied, rolling her eyes as she fed me a forkful of pancake.
Wow. Just wow.
I stared at the digital clock on the wall. We had actually spent two whole hours together, laughing, eating, and talking like normal girls. The way we were clicking felt unreal. I almost wished we had built this kind of friendship from the very first day.
I tilted my head, studying her for a second.
“I’ve heard some Christians and elders do deliverance to cast out…”
“Demons,” Raven finished for me, one eyebro
