Daisy's POV

That picture was such an eyesore—Mara leaning closely against Alan, grinning sweetly at the camera. Her smile was both sweet and blinding.

“You and Alan—” My voice trembled. Though I had already resolved to let go of my love for Alan, this crude truth hurt deeply. “What’s going on between you and Alan?”

Mara hurried to pick up her phone but paused when she saw how heartbroken I looked. Then, the corners of her lips curled into a smug ...