Daisy's pov
As I rounded the corner, I nearly collided with Luna Skyla. She reached out and grabbed my shoulders to prevent the collision from happening. She was just the person I needed to see.
“Daisy?” She asked, staring at me with what looked like pity. “What's wrong? Why do you look so pale?”
“Luna Skyla, I… I,” I stuttered, unable to provide an answer.
“Daisy, how are you?” She asked again, softly this time.
At the sight of the concern in her eyes, I couldn’t hold back the sobs any longer. They came in waves, my body shaking from the force of the sobs.
“I’m so sorry,” I choked out, my voice barely a whisper. “I’m so, so sorry. I made it worse. I made everything worse.”
She held her arms out, and I sank into them, my hands covering my face, the tears streaming down my cheeks. “N
