An owl hooted in the tree just above the cabin. It had been hooting for the last two hours on a solo performance. And it didn’t seem to be giving up anytime soon. Perhaps rehearsing for a concert or competition, Daisy thought with a snort.
Daisy’s eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep. The sun had long set. And as darkness began to creep into the cabin, so had her fears taken root in her mind. Rey had not returned. She had paced all afternoon with anxiety after cleaning the cabin.
The first emotion had been disbelief. Rey wouldn’t surely have left her to fend for herself in the middle of no where. She knew first hand experience that some men were heartless, but she had assumed Rey was different. Something about him made her feel safe, which was why she was so confused why he would have
