Delilah’s Pov
Silence had never felt so loud.
The walls of Verret’s mansion pressed in on me like a thousand watching eyes, the air thick, heavy, suffocating. I didn’t speak a word to him when we returned. I didn’t even look at him. My chest burned with everything I wanted to scream, but what was the use? He’d already won.
As soon as we entered, I went straight to the room. The moment the door shut behind me, I broke. I slid down to the floor and buried my face in my palms, the sobs escaping before I could even stop them. It hurt more than I wanted to admit—the silence, the control, the way he looked at me like he owned me. But worse than all of that… was the kiss.
The kiss that shouldn’t have happened.
The kiss that shattered every wall I’d built.
I don’t know what overcame me. One
