Chapter 69 - My Wound Hurts

For a moment, they both seemed to freeze.

Daisy looked away first, lowering her head to continue wiping the wine stain on her pants.

But the red wine had already soaked into the fabric which meant wiping was useless.

"It won't come off," Vincent said.

Daisy didn't look up. "I know. I'll go deal...

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