DAZE

“Daze, I said leave my chamber now! I don’t ever want to see you again!” Felda’s voice thundered, sharp enough to slice through stone.

I swallowed hard. My throat burned, but my pride wouldn’t let me argue. I knew her. She’d want revenge... silent, sharp, and I wouldn’t know where or how it would land. But if I walked away now, she’d chew on her anger until it turned into something worse.

So, I did the opposite.

Before she could blink, I scooped her up in my arms.

Her ...