"Havana loves Everett and he knows it."
Something shattered inside Delilah. She gaped at Conor like a mannequin.
"He knows that?" She asked him as she whispered.
"We all friends know that. But we don't dare to talk to Everett about it. We always wanted to give them privacy. But we all know that Havana was super glad when she heard about Everett's mate's death."
Delilah felt gashes lumped in the corners of her eyes. She looked away from Conor.
"I have to go back to work otherwise Miss Winters will scold me again."
"Do you want me to scold her for you?"
She shook her head and said he did not have to do it.
Delilah went back to her shift. However, her mind was somewhere else.
'How easily Conor told me about Havana. He was the one who convinced me to stay with his friend. How can h
