Delphi s pale eyes looked wearily at Adele and then turned to me. I felt his cold, knowing gaze pass the very membrane of my skull. If he did attempt to skim my mind he would find nothing more than genuine sorrow and guilt. Feelings that would situate themselves in me until Evelyn was found. Worry gnawed at the walls of my stomach. As if on cue, Delphi spoke.
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