Delilah's POV
I barely slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that note. Every time I started to drift off, I heard footsteps in the hallway.
By the time my alarm went off at five thirty, I'd been awake for hours.
I got dressed quickly and quietly, pulling on jeans and a simple sweater. The healing center didn't require uniforms, just clean, comfortable clothes. I braided my hair back and grabbed my bag, moving as silently as possible through the house.
The brothers' doors were still closed when I crept past, which was exactly what I needed. If I could just get out before they woke up, I could avoid them for one more day. Tomorrow I'd have to give them that apology, but today I could have peace.
I made it down the stairs without a sound and slipped out the front door, cl
