Chapter 353

Daphne's POV

By four o'clock the entire city was screaming my name.

I sat on the edge of the chaise in my father's formal sitting room with the television muted and every one of my phones lit up like a Christmas tree. Three different news channels ran the same grainy phone video of Kaelen's hand connecting with my face on a continuous loop. The handprint on my left cheek had darkened into a deep,