Daphne’s POV
"Is this supposed to be a f*****g joke, Miles? You’re supposed to be my friend!" Reynold’s voice was sharp with anger.
I stood up immediately, panic creeping in.
"Reynold… Miles… he… didn’t… Miles… yes, it’s a joke," I stammered.
"What the f**k, Daphne?" Reynold’s eyes darkened with hurt. "I’m not f*****g stupid. I know what I heard, okay? You’re even stuttering." His voice cracked slightly, laced with pain.
Miles didn’t say anything, his gaze fixed on the floor. This was bad. I couldn’t let it get worse.
"Miles, what are you doing? Say something! Tell him what you meant," I snapped, my frustration bubbling over.
His head lifted slowly, and when our eyes met, I saw something that made my stomach twist—fear. Now I was even more terrified of what he was about to say. He e
