Only Daisy's heavy breath could be heard in the silence of the car. George, sitting beside her, frowned as he began to grow worried.
"What is it? Don't act like you're having trouble breathing." He said, turning his body to face her, "Let me see…" he tried to touch her but she jerked back right away.
"Don't touch me…" Her words came out rough and weak. "I already followed you, and I hope you'll stop this madness…"
"Madness?" George's brows knitted. "My love for you is not madness. It's you who interpret it that way… Tomorrow, we will annul your marriage with Theo and then get married. I don't want to repeat myself. You know, since I killed one person today, killing feels almost easy now."
Daisy's face turned pale, her breathing growing shallow and uneven. Panic clawed its way through her chest, each inhale shorter than the last. She pressed her trembling hand against the door as if searching for escape, her wide eyes fixed on George with sheer terror.
