CHAPTER 26
*Daisy* I woke up, stretching my arms under the fluffy comforter, and realized I was in bed. I sat up, thinking about the night before, and recalled falling asleep on the couch downstairs in front of the TV. Did someone carry me to bed? Was that someone Gray? I smiled at the thought, but it quickly disappeared, and I got out of bed to take a shower. My wounds were all healed, for the most part, and I was starting to find a sense of comfort here. Although, there was still a small part of me that was afraid to get too comfortable, because nothing is permanent. I don't like that feeling, of having happiness yanked away from me, so I do everything I can think of to stay away from any joy I might be feeling. It's become a nasty habit. Once I was out of the shower, I decided to actuall
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