"Xiya, ever since you left, Khan has been searching for you. Calling out your name in his sleep and often getting horribly drunk. He even mistook me for you once; he truly loves you."
In his sleep?
He thought Daisy was her?
Was she implying that Khan thought she was her, and they ended up in bed together?
Xiya scoffed internally. She didn't care whether it was true or not, she neither wanted to know nor showed any interest.
A smirk played on her lips as she asked calmly, "So, are you implying that you've been living together ever since I left?"
A trace of panic flashed across Daisy's face as if trying to hide something, "No that's not it. We were not living together. Khan just mistook me for you when he was drunk and wouldn't let me go. That's why I stayed around to tend to him. Nothing beyond that happened."
The way she rushed to explain things only made everything seem more suspicious.
She wanted to provoke Xiya. Ideally, to the point of causing her to miscarry.
