Conscious
Daphne’s POV
Every dark thought I had been holding against Troy, Kate’s warnings, the fear from that scene with the chefs incident, vanished the moment I saw the mall. It wasn’t just any mall; it was the mall, the kind of place I’d only ever dreamed of stepping into, with its towering glass walls and golden lights spilling out onto the street. All my doubts flew out the window, replaced by a rush of awe that made my heart skip. He was certainly doing this to makeup for last night.
And the entourage? I could hardly believe it. I was riding in a sleek black sedan, cushioned by soft leather seats, with Noah beside me and two security guards in sharp suits up front. A second car trailed behind us, more guards, more protection. I should’ve felt nervous, maybe even trapped, but ins
