GENESIS

"And who might you be?" Veronica asked, stopping just a few feet away from me. Daisy clung to her hand while she used the other to remove her glasses.

Without them, I was met with sharp, cat-like eyes that swept over me from head to toe. I couldn’t deny that I did the same.

She was stunning. Platinum blonde hair sleekly pulled into a ponytail, perfectly arched brows, and an air of quiet authority that made it impossible to look away.

One perfectly manicured brow lifted, her lips parting as if she were about to speak—

But before she could, Daisy tugged on her hand.

"Aunt Vera, that’s Uncle...