Chapter 9 Mollifying Hope

• Daisy’s P.O.V.
• “Hopi baby, Mommy is sorry for shouting at you. Mommy was irritated because of some work. Please have lunch.” I’ve been mollifying Hope for a few minutes, but she isn’t ready to listen to me. She’s still upset with me, and I can’t blame her. I should have controlled my temper, especially in front of her.
• She sits on the bed, arms folded across her chest, her face turned away from me. Her lunch sits untouched in front of her. It breaks my heart to see her like this.