Sixty One

DELIA HERRERA POV

The water cascaded down my skin and I tipped my head back, rubbing at my neck to get rid of the tension. God, today had been a tough one.

It was going to be another week of sleepless nights, but at least I'd gotten rid of one of my problems.

A giggle burst out of my mouth, and then I started laughing as the image of Bella's surprised face when I'd attacked her flashed in my head. It had been so good to stab her in the throat and hear her make those awful gurgling noises.

My finger skimmed her pearl necklace on my neck and I grinned at the giddy feeling that rushed through my body. I knew I would wear it better.

My goodness, that little bitch had been intolerable, and she acted so high and mighty as if she thought no one could touch. Did she also say she was crazier than me? What a fucking joke.

Yes, I'd been impulsive, but killing her had felt so good that if I could turn back time I would do it all over again. I would do anything to see the shocked look in her ey