Daisy shook her head, "I had always wanted you to name her.''
Diana suddenly remembered how Daisy had once brought up the topic of names for baby girls and she had assumed bizarre things about her sister's sudden interest in babies.
Diana swatched Daisy's back as she made her way towards the bed.
Her footsteps no longer were as powerful as before. No longer did she appear domineering like she was with Maxim and Ryle at the airport.
Daisy sat on the bed and glanced at Angel cautiously as if her gaze could somehow manage to harm the little girl, and all Diana could see was a delicate woman who was on the verge of a breakdown.
Daisy raised a trembling finger towards Angel's face. Hesitation crossed her face.
Just as she was about to pull her hand back, Diana held her palm and placed it on Angel's cheeks, "Stop panicking and worrying. She is doing good. And we both were waiting for you all this time.''
