70. Work With Him

A cologne, foreign yet familiar hit Haley's nose.

The fragrance engulfed her senses, and her mind wired back to many years ago.

Where had she smelled it before?

When?

“Wanna cry? You can pour it all out.” Instead of stepping out of the way, he hugged her and patted her back.

That voice.

D-Daryl.

“Oh!” Haley jumped out of his embrace, flabbergasted and flushed.

Her initial embarrassment returned multifold, and her eyes darted everywhere else but him. “Y-You- you're still here?”

“When a pretty damsel is nearby, I must stay.” Daryl smiled, a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

A look of embarrassment flickered in his eyes.

Maybe he was embarrassed for her.

Haley sighed.

The deed was done.

That scumbag had completely made her lose face.

What's the point of wallowing in distress?

Haley was in no mood to chat. So she murmured a silent goodbye to Daryl, walking past him.

Daryl skipped up to her. “Want a free ride home?”

Of course.

Haley was so shaken to the core by Liam's sudden