Delilah's Pov

Three days.

Three days of pretending that the clock ticking inside Verret's body wasn't winding down.

Three days of laughing at his stupid jokes even when his lips trembled from weakness.

Three days of eating with him in his room, watching him go pale a little more each sunrise.

Three days of trying not to cry every time his fingers brushed mine.

Reyna and Alyssa barely left my side. They practically bathed me themselves, fed me, changed the bandage on my stomach. The pain in my belly had completely disappeared. My strength had returned. My skin had color again.

But Verret... Verret was getting worse.

After bathing, I...