Marco looked away from Delilah's phone, his mind a whirlpool of confusion.
He rubbed his temple, attempting to regain his composure. His chest felt tight, but he took a deep breath, trying to rationalize.
"That can't be true," he muttered under his breath. "I'm just…"
He sighed, shaking his head as if to clear away the unwanted thoughts. "I'm just jumping to conclusions."
The swishing sound of the ward door opening snapped him out of his internal struggle.
Turning around, he saw Delilah standing at the doorway.
Her expression carried a hint of annoyance, but when her eyes met Marco's, she forced a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"You came back quickly," she said, her voice carrying a slight hint of surprise.
Marco studied her carefully, noting the fake nature of her smi
