Chapter Forty-Five-Delaney

Delaney washed the conditioner from her hair, and ran her fingers through the length. She'd left the boys to watch over Joey, because she couldn’t look at her any longer.

When she arrived at Gabriel's house with Lucas, her nerves were all over the place, but nothing compared to the feeling she had of seeing her for the first time.

Her eyes looked sunken in and black, her cheeks bruised and boney. She looked like a walking skeleton. Delaney would never get that ghostly look out of her head. Like a

She finished her shower, drying her hair and the droplets off her skin. There were a million questions that needed to be answered. Who killed Patch's mom? Where was Katy? And how was this going to work out so that Patch and Delaney could be together.

She didn't know, and it hurt her to not know.

The bathroom door opened, and Patch walked inside, leaning against the doorjamb, his arms folded over his body. He'd lost his shirt, and only wore a low-slung pair of pants. "You okay?"

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