"Then let him die, Delilah."

Delilah froze, her breath hitching at the brutal reply, though a part of her had expected nothing less. She deserved it.

"First it was your daughter-in-law, and now you?" Thalia smirked bitterly, her voice laced with venom. "What do you want from me?"

"I know you deserve to be angry and–"

"No," Thalia cut her off. "You don’t deserve my anger, Delilah. I don't understand why you are here, it's been years and you just showed up here telling me ...