Chapter 44

Delilah

"Dad," I whine as he holds a spoonful of soup close to my mouth. He is determined to continue feeding me even though it's been a month since the kidnapping, and I am almost fully healed.

Dad had arrived the morning after I broke Beau's heart. It was a surprise since I hadn’t had a chance to contact him yet, but I knew Beau must have. I saw my dad shed tears for the first time in my life that day.

My injuries coupled with the news about the loss of his grandchild hit him hard. But he didn't try to speak to me about it when I avoided discussing the details. I’m grateful for that. I know I need to speak to someone about it. And once I’m ready, I will, but I’m not ready yet.

"I know you’re doing better,” Dad says. “But I still want to feed you. The doctor says you need rest, which means no straining yourself."

"How could I strain myself by eating? Please let me feed myself." I put my hand forward to collect the spoon, but he hits m