CHAPTER 45.
DAISY'S POINT OF VIEW.
Moments later, I was inside a car driving to the restaurant that Adele and I had chosen for lunch. I adjusted my clothes, peeking into the side mirror to make sure I looked good enough. I needed to look presentable so that Adele wouldn’t notice anything off.
I had no choice but to keep up with my lies. Thankfully, she hadn’t seen through any of them yet. There was no reason for her to; I’d just keep the past in the past. There was no need to tell her how my marriage crumbled or how he made me kill my pup.
All of that is now behind me, and I’m glad he is dead.
There would be no reason at all for me to keep bringing that up.
Later, the car pulled into the restaurant's garage, and I stepped out.
The air was damp, and the place was eerily quiet, even
