Daphne’s POV
“You both don’t seem excited to see me,” she said with a smirk tugging at her lips.
I rolled my eyes. Great—just another problem to deal with.
“How did you get out of prison?” Miles asked, confusion evident in his voice.
“Well, dear brother,” she replied with a mocking sweetness, “I got bailed out. That’s why I’m here.” She flashed a wide grin. “Of course, I had to come see you. I tried your house first, but I guess I’m not welcome there anymore. So here I am.”
Who the hell bailed this psychopath out?
“Miles, we’re going to be late for the appointment,” I said calmly, choosing to ignore her entirely. Her grin faltered, slipping into a frown.
“What is this, Daphne?” she asked, tone laced with amusement. “You’re still with Miles? I thought you would’ve found out the truth
