Delilah's Pov

I stood there, frozen, staring at him like he had just ripped my heart out and stomped on it. My voice trembled at first, but then it sharpened into steel.

"Malric Vane," I said slowly, my throat tight, "what is my last name?"

He blinked. Confusion. His jaw tightened, but his eyes darted away from me. That was all the answer I needed.

"You don't know," I whispered, more to myself than to him. My lips trembled, but my chest felt like fire. "You don't even know my name."

"Delilah..." he started, stepping toward me, but I cut him off.

"No!" My voice cracked through the room like...