Semua Bab Dear Ex, I Want Your Brother : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Daisy’s POVI looked at myself in the mirror, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. I was wearing a short black gown Liam had picked out for me. The gown was open at the back, with silver chains forming several "U" shapes across the space. The sleeves were slightly wider at the wrists, adding a touch of elegance. It wasn’t just about showing skin. I loved the dress because Liam chose it for me. That alone made it special. Every time the cool air touched my back, I imagined it was his fingers brushing against my skin.“This is perfect,” I said, smiling at my makeup artist. She nodded proudly, probably happy that I liked it. She had done a really good job—my eyes were soft and natural-looking with neutral shades, and my lips were just glossy enough to shine a little. My hair was in a semi-messy bun, with a few strands falling down at the sides of my face. The whole look was effortless, but still beautiful. I could already imagine Liam’s reaction.“Oh wow, you look absolutely stunning,

Sandra’s POV“He’s going to be so shocked to see me here,” I whispered under my breath, staring at the entrance of an office inside Turner Empire. My fingers gently tapped the side of my bag as I waited, heart pounding softly against my chest.It felt strange being here—so close to him again after all these years. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew one thing for sure: Liam had no clue I was coming.“Would you like some coffee or tea?” a petite woman in a sharp black suit asked. She had a polite smile on her face, and from where I sat—directly across from her desk—I could see the name badge on the door behind her: Liam Musk.Yup, I had done my little investigation while she stepped out for a few minutes.“Never mind. I’m good,” I replied with a small smile, shaking my head politely.As I glanced down at my phone to check the time, I noticed the zipper on my bag had opened slightly. A moment later, my key slipped out and hit the tiled floor with a soft clink. Bending down to pick

DAISY’S POVEven I couldn’t believe the words that just came out of my mouth. My lips moved faster than my brain. The room felt warm a minute ago, but now it was like all the air had been sucked out. My chest felt heavy, like I was sinking. Time itself seemed to slow down, as if the world had stopped spinning for just a moment.“I’m sorry… that’s why we didn’t want to tell you,” one of the girls beside me whispered softly.My eyes widened. I had asked too many questions, poked around where I shouldn't have. I let my stupid curiosity take over, and now I was paying the price for it.I lifted my head slowly and looked at each of the girls standing there. Every single one of them looked down, ashamed or maybe just too afraid to meet my eyes. None of them said a word. Their silence louder than anything else.Except Sandra.She didn’t look away. She stood at the other end of the room, that annoying smile still stuck on her face. Her eyes met mine and she turned her gaze away and looked ahe

DAISY’S POVIt’s 10:00 p.m., and I’ve been sitting in bed for almost four hours, just staring at the door. Waiting. For Liam.I shouldn’t be doing this. I know I should’ve called him or at least sent a text, but after the conversation we had earlier today at the office… I didn’t think that would be a smart move. He was cold. Different. Almost distant. And it left me wondering if I’m losing him. Or maybe I’m already too late.What is happening to me?Am I being jealous? Or insecure? Or maybe both?I ran my hand through my hair and looked over at my phone again. Still nothing. The silence in the room wasn't helping. My mind kept making up stories, none of them good. I sighed, fighting the weight in my chest. Every minute felt like an hour.Then suddenly—ding.My phone lit up.It was a WhatsApp message from Cynthia.Finally, something to take my mind off Liam. Just seeing her name brought a little warmth to my chest. My lips curved into a tired smile as I opened it.Cyn: Guess what?????

DAISY'S POVThe fact that my best friend will be here in less than an hour fills my heart with so much joy. I can’t stop smiling. I’ve missed her so much, and I already know we’re going to talk for hours. I’ll drag her straight to my room the moment she steps in and make her spill all the juicy gossip. It’s been too long, and I need her stories to distract me from the heaviness I’ve been feeling lately.But first, I need to eat. My stomach is growling like it’s been empty for days. I need to put something in there before I pass out from hunger.I walked down the stairs slowly, my eyes scanning around the house as I went. I made sure Liam wasn’t anywhere near before stepping into the dining room. The last thing I want is to bump into him when I still don’t know where we stand. Still, even though I try to act like I’m mad at him, I can’t lie to myself. I miss him. I miss everything about him. I miss the smell of him on my sheets. I miss the way he brushes his fingers against my skin whe