Emidio sat on the sofa in the large living room. His brows were deeply ached as he kept thinking about what Savana had said. He needed to know what had happened to Daisy because if it was a panic attack as she said, then it was fatal for Daisy. Emidio lightly brushed his forehead and sighed heavily. He closed his eyes with frustration.
"Oh Daisy" He whispered her name. Was this all because of him because she passed out after thinking about their separation. She kept repeating the words "he doesn't belong to me" in her head and Emidio heard it. It was also torture to hear her say that. Damn he had gotten soft just like he feared. He knew that he was trapped in a crossroad. His body wanted to stay but his logic pushed him not to. Who was he to listen to?
