"Daphne, are you coming to the school party this weekend?" Dylan asked as they settled down to have lunch.
"It's Saturday, so you don't have any classes," he said, and she kept quiet to think about it.
She was supposed to return to the house as promised on weekends, but after what happened, she doubted if she should.
Edgar had contacted her little in the last two days, and even when she messaged him, he only replied briefly.
Although he usually didn't write long texts, she felt he might change his mind and ask the other Daphne to bear his child.
It's not like she wished to be anyway; he called her his woman in front of them, and...
"If you're taking this long to reply, then you should probably not bother about it," Dylan said with a sigh, misunderstanding that the displeased look
