Daisy’s POV
When I woke the next day, the sunlight was bright, casting a golden glow in the room. Warmth spread through me, and I knew it had nothing to do with the weather. My lips curled up in a small smile as I remembered what was supposed to happen today—a date with Nate, Christopher, Donovan, and Nicholas. It still felt surreal.
I got up from my bed and rushed into the bathroom. My scar was almost completely healed since it wasn’t fatal, so I felt great. When I was done, I began to prepare quickly, pulling on a pair of denim shorts and a simple T-shirt. As I brushed my hair, I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of nerves. This was it. The day they were supposed to prove they’d changed. The day I was supposed to… well, I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do. Just be myself, I think. A
