ZEUS
I spot them the moment I step out of the side hall.
Daisy and Iris, walking just ahead, side by side, books tucked under their arms, chatting like they haven’t a single care in the world. Daisy’s laughter is sharp, shrill, and entirely too loud for this hour of the day. My temples pulse.
I suppress the urge to turn back the way I came.
But I don’t. Because as exhausting as Daisy is, she’s still my best shot at keeping tabs on Darian and Iris for now.
My footsteps echo as I approach. I watch Daisy turn her head. Her face lights up like the sun’s risen for her alone.
“Zeus!” she squeals, and before I can brace myself, she barrels into me with all the force of a child seeing candy.
I stiffen. Her perfume is cloying today, something floral and saccharine. I inhale through my mouth
