Daisy
I had grown up with money, lots of money but it was nothing compared to this. The house was like something out of a movie. All gold and marble. I would have felt out of place if I had been with my parents wearing my designer clothes but to step foot inside in ragged jeans and a sweatshirt with boots on my feet and a top big coat on my back made it ten times worse.
Reaper as if sensing my sudden hesitation placed his hand on my arm, steadying me. “Is going to be ok Daisy.” His voice was calming. “I am right here and the others are just outside.”
We had left Requiem and Roman in the car at the wrought iron gate. “I don’t understand why they couldn’t have come in with us?” I would have felt better if they had come inside. I would have felt safer.
“They haven’t been invited.” The
