Delilah's POV The pounding on the door got louder and more aggressive."Open this door or we break it down!"Mom shoved me into my room and started throwing clothes into a bag. Her hands shook but she moved fast, grabbing anything within reach including my favorite books, the quilt my grandmother made, and photos of Dad."Change out of that dress," she ordered. "Put on jeans and a sweater, something you can travel in."I stood there frozen, still unable to process what was happening. The rejection, Sarah, Jaxon's hands on her, the bond ripping apart, and now warriors at our door ready to drag us out and whip us for daring to exist."Delilah!" Mom grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. "I know you're hurting and I know this is terrible, but if we don't leave right now, they will hurt us worse. Do you understand me?"I nodded numbly and started pulling off the filthy white dress. My hands fumbled with the buttons and everything felt distant and unreal, like I was watching myself from
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