Delilah’s Pov
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking at the faint morning light that slipped through the broken curtain. For a moment, I didn’t even know where I was. Then it hit me, the scent of old wood, the heaviness in the air, the silence that never really felt empty. This place. This cursed, cold place.
I hadn’t slept well again. I never did. My nights were haunted by everything that had happened, the blood, the screams, the shadows that never seemed to stay still. Even when I closed my eyes, I could still feel them crawling around my thoughts.
I sat up, rubbing my face, and sighed. “Another day in paradise,” I muttered under my breath.
My thoughts, as always, drifted to Malric.
Was this how it all ends? Just like that, no closure, no goodbye?
Was he out there looking for me? Or ha
