DAZE
“Daze, I said leave my chamber now! I don’t ever want to see you again!” Felda’s voice thundered, sharp enough to slice through stone.
I swallowed hard. My throat burned, but my pride wouldn’t let me argue. I knew her. She’d want revenge... silent, sharp, and I wouldn’t know where or how it would land. But if I walked away now, she’d chew on her anger until it turned into something worse.
So, I did the opposite.
Before she could blink, I scooped her up in my arms.
Her nails dug into my chest. “What the hell are you doing?! Put me down now!”
I didn’t. My grip only tightened. Her wriggling body against mine sent a storm into my veins. I carried her straight toward the bathroom, toward the scent of rose water still clinging in the air.
“Daze! I swear I’ll...”
It was too late. I d
