Daisy’s POV I couldn’t write . It felt like I had a lot to put down, and then, nothing . All I had was one sentence that made no sense. My editor was going to have a hell of a day. The manuscript was due in three days, and I had nothing. All because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. My asshole of a neighbour. My eyes strayed to my phone just like it had done a hundred times already, even though I already blocked both his numbers. I had no idea why I was waiting for his stupid text. It rang from where it sat. Dad. I thought about ignoring it for the first few seconds, but knowing how dramatic he was going to be about it, I picked up. “Hey, Dad!” “Daisy.” My dad, despite his role in the military, could be very sweet with me. But not today. His tone was clipped. Serious. “I need to discuss something with you.” “How are you doing, too, Dad? It’s so nice hearing your voice.” I knew he rolled his eyes. “This is about your safety, Daisy. I think we can both agree tha
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