*Delilah*“Delilah,” Andrew stroked my cheek softly, lovingly waking me from a deep sleep. “Mm?” I sturred but didn’t want to wake up yet. “You have a few visitors,” Andrew whispered and I opened my eyes slowly. “Don’t worry they aren’t in the room with us,” Andrew said, chuckling as he read my mind. “If you aren’t ready to wake up yet, I can ask them to return later.”“Who is it?” I asked, groggily as I sat up in bed. Andrew shifted in the bed to make room for me to sit up but he didn’t move more than a few inches from my side. “Your grandparents,” Andrew started but then he paused and I looked over at him. “And Conrad.”“How is he?” I asked, worried about my dad even after everything. “Well, I think your grandparents are tearing into him while they’re alone but he’s healing well.” Andrew took my hand as I swung my legs over the side of the bed, ready to take on the day. My legs wavered a little and Andrew gave a concerned look at them.“This isn’t because
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