Was I hallucinating or had my thoughts conjured her image? I thought or was it that she was too stubborn to listen?

'Daisy, what are you doing here?' I asked harshly. 'I thought I told you that I didn't want you showing your face before me anymore?'

'You decided that, because you wanted it that way. Did you think to consider what I want? What my feelings about your decision might be?'

'I don't care!' I retorted.

'Of course, you don't!' she replied, her face and voice showing that she felt hurt. ...