/Daisy’s POV/
Today’s been more hectic than I thought. I couldn’t bear to look at Amber in the face, even if that was him. The guilt still lingers, the guilt that I could have saved him that day but I was glad, I mean he’s alive. I wonder what he went through after he managed to survive but I guess his stories can wait until after the DNA test and I wish I had taken my reasoning with me as I left the hospital because if I did, I wouldn’t almost beat someone to death at combat training.
He was whispering, gossiping about the rumours circulating through campus. ‘Amber’s back?’ They all had questions but none of them had the gut to walk up to me and ask and the i***t Jordan had sent to ask me, decided to piss me off by adding a little annoying commentary. ‘So, if you brother’s back, does y
