LIAM

“Huh? Daisy? Is that you?” I said into the receiver, her voice switching between static and incomprehensible mutterings. “I can barely hear you,” I added, waiting for her to speak, but all I heard was the blaring static, then she hung up.

“Was that Daisy?” Olivia asked, her tone tinged with suspicion.

“Why would she be calling you or reaching out at a time like this?” Matilda added. I shrugged.

I resisted the urge to tell them about my last encounter with Daisy. If this was another attempt to throw herself at me, she was in for a rude awakening, I was feeling a mix of emotions and wouldn’t...