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Eric and Daisy

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"Eric." Daisy leaned forward, needing to clarify something that was bothering her. "Did you see Julian when he arrived at Fairview? Did you by chance meet him one of the days he approached my parents?"

"Yes. He got his ass beat by Brett twice before he died as well." Eric reported a hint of pride in his voice.

"Twice? Why would he go back after the first time?"

Eric glanced at her through the mirror. "My guess, to be seen or taken more seriously. He was determined to keep the pressure up. And I bet he expected to frighten you eventually by revealing himself to you one day. But he just needed to be sure that he'll get the financial settlement he desperately needed before scaring the hell out of you. But he did manage to scare your mom instead. Effective in either case."

"And no one cared to say a word to me while all of this unfolded." Daisy said quietly. "I can’t seem to get over that feeling. It hurts to be left in the dark."

"Yeah, I understand." Eric nodded. "But He wanted you fr
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