Aria.
The air turned heavy.
Smoke was present everywhere I breathed. It felt like an explosion. My fingers trembled as I faced the mother of Dolphin, who was Daisy's mother. There's no need to say her name. It was weighed down by the insecurity and how the walls seemed to retreat.
She was dressed in icy finery and her pearls looked as expensive as my entire life.
Although my voice wasn't quite the right tone, I still professed my fear of you.
She smiled. Not kind. Not amused. Her creepy smile signaled that she had already planned out ten harms to inflict pain, including the most painful one.
“You should be,” she whispered.
The moment Damian stepped between us, I was almost caught. "Enough," he growled bitterly.
But she didn't flinch. Not a single drop of sweat. "Do you thin
