Chapter 62 Delilah
DELILAH
Iblink to see my own reflection staring back at me full of disappointment for not visiting my family. Instead, my stupid fucking brain decided to go back to Helene, to the pain of feeling the sharp teeth tearing through my calf—the first time I was allowed to have my baby.
My eyelids droop and the chemicals offering me an escape are still swimming through my blood. They take too long to drag me away again, but I can hear the giggles calling me to my family as I smile dazedly at my reflection getting further away.
“Knock, knock?” a young innocent voice asks.
“Ask who’s there, Momma,” Kane whispers.
I try to speak, but my voice is too muffled under the weight of my tongue as I sink into myself, finally getting away from the person who ruined my life as I lose sight of my reflection.