Daisy’s POV
My hands clenched the soft sheets beneath me, and I struggled to keep my emotions under control. The part of me flustered by the quadruplet’s teasing fought against the rational part of my brain that was angered by their attitude. How dare they act like everything was right and shower me with some fake concern like everything was sunshine and rainbows between us?
I felt my anger rise, and something in me finally snapped.
“Stop!” I yelled. I grabbed the sheets to cover my naked chest and pushed myself up, my rage easily overpowering the pain I felt in my back from the sudden movement. I glared at the quadruplet, who looked startled by my outburst.
“Just stop pretending you care!” I snapped.
“Daisy-” Donovan began, but I quickly cut him off with a wave of my hand.
“No!” I e
