“Call me back or text me that you’re okay,” I say tersely before I hang up. I’m about to return to Sully, but my phone rings again. She’s being fucking weird. “Hey, what’s going on?” She sniffs and tries to speak, but her voice falters. She’s been crying. My chest tightens. “Fuck. Daisy, what’s wrong?” She lets out a breath that shakes the sound from her lips, and then she inhales sharply and chokes like she’s unable to exhale. Fuck. Fuck. I rest my hand on my head. “Dais…” “I…I can’t…” She cannot have a fucking panic attack while I’m here and she’s there. “Shh, shh,” I tell her in the
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she's defo making him become softer
