Daisy drew her legs up to her chest as she sat on the living room sofa, waiting for Evan. He had told her to wait for him here while he disappeared into the corridor. Daisy eyes darted to the door occasionally. She was worried that Evan's sister might storm in here again and Daisy didn't want to deal with her right now. Daisy recalled how Lana had almost hit her.
She was glad that Evan came just in time. Daisy knew that she wouldn't be able to hold herself back and would've most likely given Evan's sister a beat down, and Evan wouldn't have been happy about that. Daisy exhaled softly and wriggled her toes.
She was curious to hear what Evan had to say about his sister, as to why she hates Daisy so much. The curiosity was eating her up inside and it increased by every passing minute.
Evan appeared into the living room and Daisy let out a sigh of relief. He had two white mugs in his hand as he approached the sofa.
