Delilah’s Pov
I tried to flutter my eyes open, but it was useless. Everything was still dark. A cloth was covering my face, tight enough to block out every bit of light.
I didn’t move. I just stayed still and listened.
At first, there was nothing — no sound, no wind, no movement. But then… I heard steady breathing which means the person was close.
And then came the familiar scent.
“Brian?” I whispered. My voice was dry.
There was a sharp inhale beside me, then, “Delilah! Oh my goddess, you’re awake. I’ve been calling out to you for a while now.”
I shifted a little, realizing my arms were tied behind my back. My legs, too. “Where are we?”
“I don’t know,” Brian said, frustration lacing his voice. “But I promise you, Delilah, I’m going to get us out of here safely.”
I could hear him
