My Bully Is My Brother

Aires'POV

I had watched as she had picked up the picture from the ground, it was a picture I made of my dad and framed it, back when I was still pinning for his affection but on that day that he punished me in the red room, I had walked into my room and looked at the picture with loathe and had turned its face down on my table, I hadn't bothered facing it back up and when Daisy's hand had accidentally hit it on the table and it fell on the ground with a crash, I felt indifferent about it, once upon a time, I would have been so mad at anyone who dares go close to my dad's photo but now, even after he had changed, I still remain skeptical about him, what bothered me is how Daisy reacted when she saw the person on the photograph, she went completely white as a sheet that for a moment, I thought she would pass out,

"Are you okay?" I asked worriedly and took another step toward her but she quickly moved backward, her big liquid eyes stared at me for a moment, and the huge hurt I saw there