~ Delilah (Present)~
My body was trembling as I heard who my parents died. I looked at the man who was in front of me with a guilt look on his face. Why did he do that? How?
"You killed my parents" I found my voice was hoarse. He looked at me and clenched his jaws.
"You want to see your mother? She still looks like you, so young and gorgeous. She hasn t aged at all" He got up from the chair and looked at me. What is he talking about? I couldn t understand what he meant. I just looked away from him and stayed without answering.
"Come here Delilah. Let s visit your mommy" he said again. I wiped my tears and got up as I followed him. I don t know why I m following him but for some unknown reason I was just not afraid.