Daisy's POV.

I was seated in the garden, trying to distract myself from the movements of the old people and other patients around me.

I didn't want to think of the altercation that I had had with Brian. It looked like he wanted to say something to me but I couldn't let him.

I was feeling too horrible to let him speak. He might have wanted to tell me off or call me names.

"Fuck!" I cursed, running my fingers through my hair.

"Why is this happening to me?" I asked myself.

I had never felt so exhausted and frustrated in my life. Well, I could say that I had...