He turned and stared at Delphine as though the floor had opened between them, and Delphine backed into the wall, and the man who had called me useless in front of a hallway of witnesses suddenly looked terrified of the woman he had chosen over me.
There is a particular justice in watching a liar be lied to.
I won’t pretend I didn’t feel it.
But it was smaller than I’d expected, and quieter, and it passed through me and was gone, because I had already gotten the only thing from that corridor that I truly needed.
I had gotten my body back.
The rest was just the sound of their story collapsing.
Chapter 14 — Whose Son Is He
Weston turned on Delphine so fast the baby woke and began to wail.
“Whose son is he?”
Delphine pressed her back against the wall, one arm curled around the child.