“WHY WOULD you mention August's name?” asked Daphne. She was getting more irritated every second. “He wasn't even here. How disrespectful could you be?”

She raised a brow and locked gazes with Francis. She doesn't have any fear of doing it— especially when Daphne struck her with her cold, intimidating gaze.

Daphne never thought about August as someone she liked, not even once. The only thing she could feel about August before was madness, because he was too stupid when they first met, and pity