Daisy's pov
I stirred awake, a soft smile of gratitude spread on my lips as yesterday's events played in my head, leaving a lightness in my chest I hadn’t felt in a long time. I had healed over ten people and reunited with my aunt. I’d never thought of myself that way. I was just Daisy—a girl still trying to find herself. But yesterday made me feel… different. Seen. Useful.
As I lay there, I glanced at the quadruplets, still sleeping. The sight was comforting, a reminder of how close we were now, even in sleep. I felt warmth spreading through my chest as I watched them.
Carefully, I slipped out of bed, trying not to disturb their sleep. The house was quiet, and I could hear my aunt moving about in the kitchen. The scent of freshly brewed tea filled the air.
“Morning, Aunt Noella,” I sm
