Mrs. Riley's POV

I stood up, began to pace to and fro, and I thought about my last resort. I picked up my phone, typed the name Delia; I was happy it came out. It's been about five to seven years since I saw her or even called her.

She had been living her life exactly the way I instructed her to, so there was no need for me to go see her. I wanted to dial her number, but I decided to wait till Marcel was back.

"What the hell? Why is he wasting so much time?" I said as I noticed that it's ...