Daisy's POV

　　The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I slowly blinked my eyes open, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over me. Memories from the previous day flooded my mind - my father still believed I was my stepsister, and then having to face Ethan. I made a mental note to get an update on my father later on. I hoped he would remember things soon. It was awful for me to see him like that.

　　As I ...