Daisy’s pov
I knelt down beside the river staring at the clean water. It was almost shiny like glass…not glass, like a mirror. It reflected the image of the blue sky, the trees surrounding it, the birds that happened to fly over it and also the cold expressionless face of the woman staring into it…me
I looked neutral, almost thoughtless…it was as if not a single word was running through my head, which was the opposite because a dozen of emotions were moving inside me. I was a raging mess of feelings.
I felt weirdly confident in an ability I never knew i had…concealing her real emotions. Making my face appear stoic when all I wanted was to probably punch someone in the face or kiss someone on the lips or yell at someone till all their hairs fell out and that certain someone was my mate…
