/Daisy’s POV/
Mia’s birthday party came faster than I anticipated. I found myself holding my breath as this clock ticked away towards midnight, when it would finally be Mia’s birthday. It wasn’t hard to guess how happily my night with Amber ended the other night since he was overjoyed by my permission to actually get closer to me—physically, I mean—and while he hasn’t acted out like the way he did the very time I said it, he’s been more intense with the calling and a little with the texts, but that didn’t bother me like the life of the girl that rests on me and Ember and maybe Ember’s reaction when I returned to the dorm to see him awake. He didn’t ask where I was or what I was doing; he just heaved a heavy sigh of relief and returned to bed, and by bed, I mean our sofa. He slept over, b
