“Someone doesn’t sound upset. That’s new, considering you still work for Mr Icethorn.” He teased.
Ariana’s mouth flew open. “How did you know about Mr Icethorn?” She asked, surprised. She had never spoken to him about it and she barely called Vincent that out loud.
‘If Daryl knows, does this mean Vincent knows as well?’ She thought, her panic rising.
“Breathe, Ariana. I caught you sending him a text yesterday and saw the very fitting name.” He chuckled again and she could picture him shaking his head at another of her antics.
“Oh.” She exhaled, relieved. “I’m glad you think it’s fitting.”
“No one knows that man better than me, Ariana. Trust me, that name is very fitting.”
Ariana smiled, genuinely for the first time that day. Daryl had that effect on her. She was truly grateful for a
