How did Daisy know my phone number?
I found it suspicious and frowned.
"Hey, Tina..."
Daisy on the phone was no longer arrogant and domineering to me as usual, and her tone was very polite and gentle.
"Sorry to disturb you. I've been tidying up the room you used to live in recently and found out that you haven't taken away some of your personal belongings. I want to ask if you have time to come and take them tonight."
Why would Daisy be so kind?
I didn't buy it.
Who knew what she would do out of jealousy?
However, I was not afraid of her playing tricks. I said calmly, "Okay, I'll come and get them later."
Back then, I left in a hurry and did leave behind some items. Those items contained the memories of my parents and I . It would be great if I could get them back.
At about eight
