Delilah's Pov

Today is a new day.

A good day.

Or at least it is going to be good. It has to be.

When I came back to the room last night, Reyna was already asleep. I just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror, not even recognizing the woman looking back at me. What has happened to me? For two years I built myself up, stone by stone, scar by scar, and now I am letting men rip me apart like I am nothing. The same reason I built myself in the first place was to never let this happen again. And I swore, right there, it will...