Her jeans begin to soak at the crotch, the dark spot blooming. Like she… “I can’t…” she chokes on a breath. “Hey, hey.” Ryke sprints over to her, scanning her quickly, head-to-toe. And he pulls her into his chest, setting a hand on her head. “I’m here, Dais.” He holds her tightly, forcing her body to his so she can feel protected and safe. Even though she peed her pants, Ryke consoles Daisy the best that he can.
GREEN FLAG.
