The ride was long and slow and silent. Miles stared out the window, hardly giving them a glance. Cora sat beside Delaney but watched him anxiously. Delaney realized, watching her, Cora had grown fond of Miles over their time together. They were both still just as headstrong but they seemed to have some sort of understanding.
Delaney wondered if she and Vincent would ever have a chance to have their kind of feelings for one another. She knew they cared about one another but she could see it wasn't as deep as Cora cared for Miles or Olive for Bernard. Vincent was kind and handsome but she didn't truly know much about him. Not enough to care for him so much.
The realization made her feel sad but also guilty. He was supposed to be her husband soon and she didn't love him as she had hoped she would. He could die now and have never loved or been loved by anyone. Her stomach twisted at the thought of him dying.
