Delilah had fallen asleep on Seth’s chest as he stroked her hair , her one leg over his and her arm draped over his chest, holding him .
He just stared blankly up at the roof , his mind working on over time .
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Delilah was running in a dark hall , into someone’s arms . A sigh of relief escaped her lips as two big hands held her shoulders .
“Delilah , you look stunning .” The manly voice said and she smiled , thinking it were Seth .
Her eyes grew wide as the shadow stepped into the only light in the hall and her face fell , fear rushing through her veins as Deucalion leaned into her , wanting to press his lips against hers .
“No !” She yelled as she pressed her hands against his chest and pushes him backwards .
She darted into the other direction , it felt as if she were running for
