Delilah’s Pov
The grand dining table was silent.
The clinking of cutlery was the only sound in the room, and somehow, it felt louder than ever. Everyone was there, Malric at the head of the table, his cold aura filling the space like an invisible wall. Caleb sat opposite me, his gaze burning into my skin, as if he could drag every buried memory back to life just by staring. Islode was next to him, holding her baby, but her eyes… her eyes were sharp and wicked, fixed on me like knives.
I swallowed hard and kept my head down, pretending to focus on my food, though I hadn’t taken a single bite.
Why was she looking at me like that?
As if I wanted Caleb back. As if I cared. As if I didn’t wish every memory of him would just disappear.
I glanced up, only to meet Caleb’s gaze again, soft bu
