Theo had been standing in front of Daisy for a moment. Daisy hadn't done much in the past week. After the incident at the shopping mall, she refused to step outside anymore.
Even though Theo had publicly defended her, warning that anyone who spread rumors or lies about his wife would face legal action, Daisy still couldn't find peace. Something inside her felt hollow, a quiet ache she couldn't name.
When she thought back, her relationship with her mother, Jasmine, was never exactly good. But her death… left Daisy with a kind of pain she couldn't escape. A pain that didn't make sense.
It wasn't just grief. It was guilt. Regret. And something else she didn't want to face.
Theo walked towards her and gently held her hands. "Daisy… there's something we need to talk about," he said carefully.
She glanced up at him, sensing the hesitation in his tone. "What is it?"
