" Do you think Delila will be OK now ? " I asked Dominic on the way to the private airport. He had been quiet since the office. Delila had come around after Dominic had reassured her. While she stood up, he made sure she kept covered with his suit jacket. Dean had taken her into the spare bedroom in the apartment and when they had come out, Dom and Dean had gone and chatted in the office. While Delila asked to lay her head on my lap for a bit while she had a nap. As I had played with her hair as she drifted to sleep on the sofa, I had thought about her need for reassurance that no one would leave her.
It had to be hard to deal with the feeling of abandonment. It's only recently I can really understand that. When my mum died I did't feel that. I think I had shut off those emotions and bec
