Chapter 352

[Delilah]

Angelica was a mess when I entered the room. Whatever Jude had said or done broke through the fragile shell of her concept of identity. Her grasp of reality has always been a bit tentative, but since coming back this time, she is often lost in a fog, not knowing what is real life and what is fantasy.

Magnus really twisted her mind when he saved her from death. He needed her to be someone he could control, someone malleable. But going against someone's true nature is impossible.

Angelica is still Angelica, even when she's Angel.

"Who was that?" she demanded as soon as she saw me walk through the door. "That man?"

She is holding a crystal vase in her hand. If it had been anyone other than me who walked through that door, she would have thrown it. Her confusion comes with an angry streak.

Sadly, she trusts me to tell her the truth, so she hasn't harmed me...yet.

"Did he hurt you?" I take a fearless step forward, my arms outstretched as I move forward to hug her. She opens he