Xavier’s POVThe cottage was quiet when I got back home. Daisy was awake, sitting on the couch, her new face pale in the dim light, her black gown from the gala folded neatly beside her. Her eyes were red, like she’d been crying, and I knew the gala had hit her hard. Seeing Daphne on stage, her family clapping, had done exactly what I wanted—made her bitter, made her mine.But her headache and the flashback she’d mentioned worried me. If her memories came back, my story about Oliver and Daphne abandoning her could unravel. I had to keep her focused, keep her angry, and make sure she stayed with me.I sat beside her, taking her hand, her skin warm but trembling. “You okay?” I said, keeping my voice gentle.She shook her head, her eyes fixed on the floor. “I saw them,” she said, her voice low. “Daphne dancing, Oliver, my parents, the twins. They were happy, Xavier. Like I was never there.”I squeezed her hand, my heart racing at her anger. “That’s what I’ve been telling you,” I said, le
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