On the day they set off for their holiday, Delilah actually had a rare glimmer of energy.
She first spent the night at the standalone apartment where Flora lived, talking with her grandmother and Flora until dawn broke.
The next morning, as they headed to the private retreat villa on the city's outskirts, she looked even brighter, more present, more alive.
Gavin sat beside her, watching, and the knot in his own chest loosened.
"Delilah, if you like having them around, why don't I just move Grandma and Flora into the main villa with us?"
The words had barely left his mouth when the smile on Delilah's face flickered and died.
She shook her head gently. "No, there's no need."
Gavin fell silent on the spot, saying nothing more.
The luxury RV was cruising along when it suddenly rolled t
