MISTAKE 73

Chapter 73: A much-needed talk

"Did they bully you, baby?" he began tentatively, breaking the quiet between them. "If they did, then you should definitely go. I will have you walk in like a star. Fifty bodyguards, eighty road clearers."

His words almost made her spit out her food.

"Road clearers?" she asked.

"They pat the crowd like the red sea for you," he said.

"Why would I want that?" Anya chuckled.

"For effect." He shrugged.

"I will look like a clown."

"You will look like a star. So, did they bully you?" he asked.

Anya shrugged, her expression unreadable. "Not really. I was just... ignored."

"Ignored?"

"They behaved as though I did not exist."

Daniel's heart clenched at her words, a pang of sympathy sweeping through him.

"Why?" he asked.

"I was a busy body. They would play pranks on people regularly. One time they took a prank too far and almost killed someone. No one was supposed to tell a teacher, but I told a teacher to call the police.

The firefighters came and got the girl out of the building before she ran out of oxygen. She survived, but she was in a coma for a few months. Her family withdrew her from school, and the students involved were reprimanded. Since then, they all agreed to pretend I don't exist."

erase the years of loneliness and isolation she had endured, to shield her from the pain of feeling like an

he said coldly,

let them

small smile tugging at

was angry on her behalf. For some reason, she felt her heart sing. He was behaving unusually. He would call her

seemed to go into deep thought. It was unsure what he was thinking about, but the

Anya made their way home,

hand; Anya's dependence on Daniel hung over them like a hovering cloud as

feel a sense of contentment wash over him. He and Anya were becoming inseparable as the days grew. It could even

she had opened her heart up to Wendy fussing over Anya, before they

23. A

to their bedroom, the familiar scent of lavender and

basically theirs, as Daniel spent all his time

not wait to take Anya back home. While Anya took

we talk?"

her brow, a flicker of suspicion crossing her features. Every time he started a sentence this way, she knew something was

the space next to him invitingly. Anya joined him, his hand

began slowly, choosing

future.

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suspicion creeping into her expression.

before speaking,

Of all the things she had thought he would say, this was at the bottom of the list. For some

A much-needed

as though she had said she hated him.

her the most, refused to have anything to do with her, and put her in a state of utter depression. When

me to stay in a lone day and night and even ignored me

throat; his eyes squeezed shut for a bit before he opened and stared at her, his gaze searching hers. "You are right. I did

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