Unusable Of Daisy

"Girl, we have got to stop meeting like this." Daisy says with a smile, her eyes doesn't trail down my body in disgust like that Sunday morning.

I am so stunned, I don't even remember to pull up the robe, I stand there, frozen, watching her as she walks further into the room. It is like time has stopped and I am watching an horror scene unfold. My bloodstream gets flooded with alarm, my brain screams at me to do something, anything aside just standing here, but I can't act.

"You guys know eachother? Are you related?" Penny asks and the absurdity of that question drags me to consciousness. Harshly. I draw in a sharp breath, I pull the robe and wrap it tight around my body.

"Uhm, hi, Daisy. Uh. Sorry, uh, what are you doing here?" I stutter, water from my wet hair drips down my shoulder, I am cold and hot at the same time. My dread is even all the more heightened because of what I had just been doing with Zane. They are divorced, but I don't think Daisy accepts that.

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