Daisy Wilcox🩵🏙

Intro  124 hours and thirteen minutes since Daisy had left Clarice’s bar, and within those hours, minutes, and seconds, all she thought about was Holden Finnick. His image had grown like uncontrollable ivy, spiraling through the creases of her mind, wrapping around each and every thought she claimed. No matter how hard she tried, she could not focus on anything else. She attempted to shake the thought of him by returning to her normal routine.Daisy went shopping, thinking some good old fashion retail therapy would cure her spiraling mind. She took herself out to lunch, indulging in two glasses of the finest champagne on the menu. She attended several pilates classes, allowing her anger to fuel her towards sculpting her already perfect figure. By the time she made it home, she found herself sitting in a pile of freshly purchased couture staring at her laptop as she fought off the urge that was growing inside of her. Clarice’s words rang through her mind on a contin