Narrator's POV

Delilah laughed, holding her chest. She hummed and looked up at Thane who was standing angrily in front of her.

"You know…" she trailed off, drumming her fingers on the table. "I think this confrontation is useless. I've won already, there's no point in trying to do the unneeded."

Thane gritted his teeth, his fists tightening by his side. He wiped the sweet that formed on his forehead, exhaling deeply as he tried to suppress his anger.

"I've thought about it a lot of times but now I've realised I'm nothing but a fool for believing you!" He yelled,"We made a deal, Delilah. You promised to help me...