Chapter 38

Delilah

Beau clears his throat. "I think you should take a seat."

"Okay, fine." I walk into the room and sit on a couch close to the bed. My patience is running thin, but it’s probably for the best if we don’t have this conversation in the hallway.

"Where do I start?" Beau swallows and rubs a palm across his face.

"I don't know, maybe from the beginning?" I suggest, sarcastically.

"Yes, you’re right; from the beginning would be best. But first, will you promise me something?" Beau bends down to my level and tries to take my hand, but I yank it away. He sighs and turns to face Nana. She nods, encouraging him to continue.

He looks back at me, but I speak before he has a chance. "I don't think you can ask me to promise you anything after everything you have done to me and what you just said a few seconds ago."

"I know, you’re right. But promise me you won't leave until you’ve listened to everything I have to say."

I consi