Delilah suddenly woke up, but was surprised when she shot up on her bed, that it was her old bed. In her old hut in her room, she closed her eyes and opened them, but she was still in her room. Everything looked the same as she left it. She liked her room clean, and that us exactly how it was. Everything in place. She could not help but close her eyes tightly. Was it all just a dream? Did she not actually lose her wings? If she opened her eyes right now and looked at her back, would they not be there? Did she want that? No, that means she wouldn't have met Raz. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked behind her, not seeing her wings. She couldn't help but sigh with relief. She noticed Raz shirt on the bed beside her along with her bag. She couldn't help but snatch the shirt, and put it on

