Chapter 7

Delaney

I sat on the bed, my back resting on a pillow against the headboard, speaking with Nyra and Carter over the phone. Something about Carter's reaction when I fell was still raising questions, but I kept telling myself that maybe I had imagined it. After all I had been blinded by pain to be sure about what my eyes saw.

"How is their house? I bet it's a mansion," Nyra excitedly inquired.

"It could be a damn castle Nyra, but it's not home," I answered, glancing around the room. While mine was cozy and homey full of memories, this room was just bland. Yes it was stunning and spacious, but it just felt off.

"Your dad said that he has been trying to call you," Carter joined in, his voice rough.

"I haven't seen his calls," I lied, even though I had seen his name flashing on my sc