DAISY ♡
I sat on my swing chair that comforted me whenever I had pictures to edit or had something that was bothering me, the bracelet was bothering me, it really did.
How can lily trace me to my studio leaving this bracelet here on purpose because she knew I was going to see it.
I had to lock the studio and go home, I had my mind still looping around the name crested on the bracelet and the different name who had booked a photo shoot appointment with me that just left twenty minutes ago. They were both different names.
I just locked the studio and stood outside on the pavement for a moment with my bag on my shoulder and the bracelet inside it and the city moving around me like it always did, indifferent and loud and completely unconcerned with the thing I was turning over in my m
