The whole room went silent, only the seething breath from Daisy could be heard.
Theo? He froze or more like he couldn't breathe when he heard the truth. His mind spun, questioning everything, every single thing he had done after the incident.
"At first, I thought maybe you were too busy handling George," she smiled, though it barely reached her eyes, the sadness could be seen through. "Second day… I told myself, maybe you were still angry. Third day… maybe you needed space. But by the time a week passed and I still didn't see your face…" her voice cracked, trembling, "I realized you had chosen not to come."
Her fingers clenched her clothes tightly, as though holding on to something that kept slipping away. "Do you know what that felt like, Theo? Losing everything in one night and then realizing I had no one left to lean on?"
