I open my mouth to refute, but instead of a yearning gaze, he cringes, unable to hide his reaction to Daisy’s scar that runs along her cheek. Daisy just smiles politely, but she falls to the flats of her feet. I nudge her hip, but she gives me a weak smile too, like it’s okay.
daisy omg. ROSE, THROW THE SALT IN THIS MAN'S EYES. he doesn't even deserve to see daisy's etheral face.
