บท 97: Let’s Talk

As Delilah sped down the road, the wheel beneath her grip was as taut as her emotions, her knuckles white from the pressure she exerted to keep herself in control.

Her pride was the only thing that kept her from succumbing to the tears that threatened to spill over. And no matter how hard she tried to convince herself that Blake's actions meant nothing to her, the sting of betrayal refused to fade.

Why? Why was she feeling this way when she didn't even like him? Why did she care what he did and who he did it with? She mused as she blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision.

The more she thought about Blake and Sabrina, the more she felt a burning sensation in her chest— a mix of hurt, disappointment, and something else she preferred not to admit. Jealousy.