My mind refused to accept what my eyes were clearly showing me. The vivid picture of the beauty sitting in front of me was giving me a form of anxiety I had never known. Going after Daisy was the reason I lost every single person. In a way, Daisy was responsible for my mother's death. When she disappeared, I put my all into investigating her disappearance. I brought myself under the pawns' radar. I risked the lives of my sisters, my mother and my best friend, all to find her. What did she do? She stabbed me in the back. while I was worried sick about her, she was busy falling in love with the game master. She betrayed me. If I had found her dead, I would have been sad, but finding her alive and well, happy with the villain of our story was worse. What she did to me, what she did to Sammy, I would never forget it.
Daisy was sitting there, staring at me, waiting for me to answer. The truth was, she indeed was a stranger. She wasn't the girl I fell in love with. She wasn't the girl whose dimples I used to adore. Now those beautiful dimples were mere pits of darkness inside Satan's soul. There was no denying it; she made the decision to sell her soul to the game master. Just like Anna, she could have preserved her divinity. She could have done the right thing. I understand her fear but the decision of falling in love with him was her own. I wish I could have saved her before all this. I wish I would have had the guts to speak up to her that day when I first saw her. I wish I would have let her fall in love with me instead of falling in love with a monster. I was the reason behind her misery. She was an innocent victim.
My mind fought resiliently over whether Daisy was a victim of abuse or a by-stander and assailant to crimes. Even though I caused Lila's disappearance, she was the one who got her killed. It was probably the only thing Daisy and I shared; we shared the blame for Lila's death. Her blood was on both our hands. I closed my eyes for a second. I mourned the Daisy I was once crazy about. She was gone forever. Even though an exact replica of her sat before me, the same eyes, the same smile, the cherry red lips and the perfect dimples, the heart of hers had rotten. I sat across an empty shell. The best part of her had been destroyed. She helped the game master destroy it.
As I looked at her in the white dress, it reminded me of the dream I had once had. It was our wedding night and the champagne bottle wont open. When it finally opened, I accidentally spilled all that red champagne on my bride, Daisy. I assumed she would be immensely mad at me but when I saw her laugh, I felt a great relief. I knew for sure; this was the woman of my dreams. Sadly, the other woman sitting in front of me had murdered the woman of my dreams.
All this overthinking was killing me. on top of that, Anna and Henry were of no help. They kept staring at me with pity. When Henry realized the lady in white was my Daisy, he felt the betrayal I was feeling. It was a surprise for him. He whispered to Anna about it, trying to catch her up to what was actually going on. The limo echoed with his harsh words. Normally, I would never have allowed any one to speak ill of my Daisy, but his words were true. They cut like knife. Daisy shed a lot of tears when she heard him. The guilt she felt was written all over her face.
I tried to meet her eyes. I wanted to understand her. Her eyes would give away her truth immediately. However, she was too ashamed to face me. she was too ashamed to look into my eyes. Her eyes weren't hiding the truth, they were trying to forget it. Her tears felt real. Her soul was in there behind the dark web she had created for herself.
I knew I wanted to forgive her. I knew I wanted to give her a hug immediately. My love for my family held me back. I couldn't face them after I supported a murderer. I couldn't have any more blood on my hands. My soul was the only thing holding me strong. Losing that would destroy me. i could imagine Sammy's judgement. I felt her words through my heart. I could hear her scream some sense into me but my heart still inclined towards listening to Daisy's side of the story.
"I know you all expect me to find the right words. I know you all expect a solution out of me. I am sorry to disappoint you. I have no idea what to say. I am pretty sure you think already know about how I feel. Well, the truth is, no one in the world can understand how I am feeling. I am stuck between choosing what is right or choosing the love of my life. Yes, Daisy, I was in love with you. I am still in love with you, desperate, crazy, stupid kind of love. The kind of love that prevents me from distinguishing right from wrong. The kind of love that makes me hate myself. The kind of love where I would destroy everything I know and love for you. I love you, Daisy. I never thought I would get a chance to tell you. I guess my heart couldn't wait to express itself once it saw you. All my silence wasn't in doubt of you. It was in doubt of me. I am afraid of what I might give up for you. I am afraid I might sell my soul to the devil, just for you. That is how much I love you. That is how much I will always love you, no matter what you say. You unknowingly helped me survive a time I never thought I could ever survive. I think I might be crazy for loving you still but the power you hold over me is too much for me to stop. I want to hear you out. Tell me everything. I am listening."