Chapter 43
- Delilah placed the empty bowl into the sink, turning on the faucet to rinse it clean.
- As the warm water washed away the last traces of her midnight snack, she felt a lingering warmth—not just from the soup, but from the thought that Marco had saved it for her.
- He hadn't asked where she was, or if she was okay. Instead, he'd just known she'd be hungry, known she’d need comfort.