Chapter 19 • Romantic inferno

Chapter 19 • Romantic inferno

Carlin

I never knew what Greg saw in Delilah, maybe he was bewitched by her beauty, ensnared by the rhythm of her body but I saw her for what she was, a bitch and at this exact moment, I could see that in action. I tried to temper my anger by reminding myself that this was just a memory from the past and nothing I could do would change anything.

I watched them drag Lance and Amaya like dogs out of the chambers and into the dungeons but through it all they never stopped holding each other’s hands. The guards paid no heed to them, the only sound they made was their marching. Clarissa and I followed behind. She never stopped giving Delilah a death stare as we walked.

“Clarissa, are you alright,” I asked meekly. She ignored me and continued her fixation on Delilah. I hoped that this didn’t bleed out into the present. I grabbed her to the side and asked again but this time my voice was more forceful. “Clarissa, are you alright? Wh