Kayla's POV

"Mom." Daisy walked up to me with quick steps and tugged at my dress.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?"

I put down the book in my hands, looking at my daughter, whose face was filled with curiosity, ready to face her questions.

"Did you have a fight with Nathan, Mom?" But this question caught me off guard. I froze for a moment until Daisy shook my hand, finally reacting.

I ruffled Daisy's little head and asked back, "Of course not. Why would you think that, honey?"

"Because I haven't seen Nathan for a very, very long time..." Daisy pouted, showing a rare look of grievance.

"And he hasn't even called...