Delilah’s POV
Sleep has started to become a stranger to me over the past week. If I wasn’t studying and training to be Luna, I would be in agonizing pain. I felt like my rib cage was a punching bag and Lucian's lack of concern was really getting to me. The staff in the house has gotten accustomed to my screams and Luna Sarah has been more than patient during my teachings.
The worst part is this new tension between Tobias and me. I think he is scared he’s going to break me, every touch is gentle and hesitant. I don’t particularly blame him, but I wish he understood that his touch is the one thing that gives me comfort. He is like the fire hose that saves every part of my body from being engulfed in the flames.
“Hey, are you ready?” Tobias' soft voice sounded from the doorway.
Today,
