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Delilah. My eyes welled up with tears, and I fail to maintain a facade of composure, my chin trembling as Thorn speaks to me. It hit me when he asked if I did not trust that he could kill for me? How could I have opened up to me when I have lived a life where everyone was against me for so long. Susan doesn’t even want to look at me or hear me out. Maddy, once again, has chosen to lie despite how I conquered my fears for her sake. As I listened to their disappointment, my body language is a mix of defeat and disbelief of how my perfect life has taken a great twist. “Thorn…Thorn?” I say, trying to explain that I tried to stop Maddy but he yanks my hands off him. “Aunt, tell her to not ever call my name! I don’t even want to hear her voice, it boils me from the inside.” Thorn says as he