Daisy sat with us for lunch, the whole table was quite, but I couldn't help but see the way the girl stared at him. She was twirling her fork in her hand with the tip to her lips.
Gordon did not even look at me once, he concentrated on his food and then when lunch was over, he just left.
Same routine followed, Selene and I were walking up the stairs, and she was dropping me off to my room. "Selene, how close is Daisy to Gordon?" I almost wanted to slap myself; did I really have to ask that question?
Selene looked at me and then smiled, "They both met in grade five, they became very close friends, but then at the age of fourteen Daisy left with her mother to go to New York. Through phone calls we found out how she's been doing. She came back to be assigned her mate, but the day her mate'
