Chapter 97

Ciara

"Can I get you anything to drink?" Dasiy inquired seated across from me. "I make tequilas worth dying for"

"I'm good, thanks" I respond. "You look just like Jonathan"

Daisy chuckled. "That's the same thing Becky said. It's kind of weird hear that"

"Why do you say so?"

"Because, it's only peopl...

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