Chapter Forty-Four

♞—Lorenzo

Fulfillment, it's a feeling I have never experienced before.

I kept staring up at the ceiling, feeling an unfamiliar warmth spreading through my body.

I had no plans to keep the girl beside me for myself. I know by doing this I was going against everyone I cared about. I was going against my brother, the man who saved me when no one else did. The man who brought me out of the cage I lived in and gave me life. But I just couldn't find in myself to give her up.

I looked to my side and saw Delilah's sleeping form. She was in deep sleep, her hands curled at her sides. Her hair spread out on the pillow behind her, the blond locks hid half of her face. I could feel the warmth of her body seeping into mine—never slept with a woman in the same bed. She was a nice little soft thing to hold when asleep.

I stared at her for a long time and as I did, I thought of a girl, the one that I was never able to save. The torture of my own thoughts returned with full force, mocking me, and