Cara’s POV
All I could think of was Jason back there with that woman, laughing and letting her touch him. What was worse was him touching her as well, while he treated me like I was a plague or I had some infectious diseases.
When I left the hospital, when I went to pick Daisy up, and when I drove to the grocery store. It was Daisy who kept me sane otherwise the deafening silence of me thinking about him, asking stupid questions that had no answers would have eaten me alive.
Now, we were done in the grocery store and had just paid, all the while Daisy badgering me with questions while I answered them with a smile on my face, but now, this was no question.
"Aunt Cara, I want ice cream." Daisy said as we walked out of the grocery store, pointing towards a small shop where an ice cr
