Chapter 4

On the day of the funeral, I planned to leave early.

Just as I was about to go, I saw Chloe, arm-in-arm with Luke, and Daniel and Noah, emerging from the lounge.

They clearly saw me too.

Daniel walked towards me.

"Where are you going?"

I said blandly, "I'm leaving."

Daniel blocked my path, his brows deeply furrowed. "Where are you going? Aren't you coming home with us?"

"Home? I don't have a home here," I retorted.

"Anya!"

Daniel's emotions suddenly flared. "Are you really willing to wander around outside rather than come home? Are you truly planning to cut…