Daniel stepped out. His tall figure and his confidence made him hard to ignore.
He walked straight toward Chantelle. There was a flicker of anger in his eyes, and his voice was sharp.
"Why are you here?"
Her eyes were red. After a full day at the boutique, she should have rested.
Seeing Daniel's frown reminded Chantelle of six years ago. Back then, just one look like that would ruin her whole day. If he had asked her the same question back then, she would've made an excuse and walked away.
She didn't like how this made her feel.
"Chantelle, what's going on?" Daniel looked at her, puzzled. His voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Ruby's tried to kill me more than once. I need to talk to her." Chantelle quickly brushed his hand aside.
"Fine, let me go with you." Daniel had planned to tell Chantelle to let him handle it. But when he saw the look in her eyes, he changed his mind.
She seemed different now.
Still, Daniel loved her even if she wasn't the same.
