Daisy’s POV
The loud blare of my alarm cut short my peaceful sleep, pulling me back to reality. A groan escaped my lips as I fumbled around for the snooze button and hit the nightstand until I found the right button—just five more minutes.
But five minutes wouldn’t change the fact that today had arrived — the day I had to walk back into that school, face the whispers and the glares.
A week had passed since I reconciled with the quadruplets, and we told our parents about our mate bond, but it felt like months.
With a heavy sigh, I threw off the covers and forced myself to sit up. The cold sent a shiver down my spine as my feet touched the hardwood floor. I hesitated before finally dragging myself to the bathroom. I glanced at the mirror and sighed at my reflection. My hair was a tangled
