"You asked to see me?" "Yes. To give you the last warning." Delilah said, placing her manicured hand on the table. "I only need roughly 1 year. If everything goes well, 7 months" Struggling, I smiled at her."What do you want from my son, Grisella." She askedNow, that was a good question."I must commend. You're the only one who have asked me a very reasonable question" I nodded, applauding her as I started to jam my hands softly."Funny." She wasn't laughing. "Was it?" My face turned into a scowl now. "There's this saying that the only way to get to the parents is when you go through the child. Heard of it?"She raised her eyebrow in confusion, staring blankly at me. I laughed, shaking my head. "My, my" I covered my mouth before opening it again to talk. "You mean, you haven't heard that saying?" "I have heard it. I just don't understand what you mean" She said, frowning at me."You'll understand before one year elapses" I made a criss-cross sign on my heart. "I cross my heart"
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