All Chapters of Perfectly Ruined : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Delilah stood in front of the house she once called home. It looked the same… the white stone walls, the little black gate her father had painted every December, the rose bushes that lined the front porch, but something about it felt more polished now. The windows were newer, the driveway had been redone. Even the garden lights had been replaced with sleek, modern ones. Everything had changed. And yet everything stayed the same. Her heart ached with strange mix of comfort and fear. The wind picked up slightly, sweeping her long black hair around her face. It had grown past her shoulders now, silkier, glossier… a curtain of night framing delicate features, that looked more mature than they had two years ago. She was thinner, her waist now impossibly small, her hips more defined, curvier in a way that turned heads, though her eyes still held the same tired softness. She looked like a woman who had healed, but not fully. The chauffeur opened the car trunk and began unloading her

The night air clung to Delilah like fog, cool against her skin as she walked the quiet street alone, the distant hum of traffic blending with the thoughts spinning in her head.She kept seeing his face.Chase.His cold stare. His silence. The way he didn’t flinch when she stood just across from him, like she was a stranger, like she meant nothing.He’d never looked at her that way before.Never once.He used to smile just by hearing her name. Used to brush her hair out of her face like she was the most delicate thing in the world. He used to whisper that she was safe with him.Tonight?He looked through her.Like she didn’t exist.She wrapped her coat tighter around herself and bit her lip to keep from crying.Maybe it was time to truly let go.He belonged to someone else now. He had a future. A ring on his finger. And she… she had no plan. No dream. No direction.Maybe she could join her father at the company. Not because she wanted to... she didn’t. But because she needed something.

The rain didn't stop.It poured like the sky was grieving, And Delilah just sat there, curled on the cold sidewalk outside the hall, her arms wrapped around her knees, drenched and shivering but numb.When Chase found her, he didn't walk…he stormed. His shoes splashed through puddles with purpose, his dark coat already soaked, umbrella barely held over him, his eyes locked onto her like a loaded weapon. “What the hell are you doing out here? ” he barked, voice sharp enough to cut through thunder. She didn't answer.“Are you stupid?” he snapped, looming over her. “Or do you seriously not understand what the fuck is going on right now?”She flinched but didn't move. She just looked at him slowly, there were no tears this time, just that hollow, broken gaze that once knew how to smile when she looked at him.He took a breath, trying to pull back… but it was too late. His anger had already bled through. “You could've left. Deli, you could have gone home instead of sitting right here lik