Back in the carriage in the dark, Delaney's heart was racing, she was trembling, and her breaths were coming in quick almost gasps. So overwhelmed by what she had seen, she couldn't stop herself and began to cry, dropping her face into her hands. This had been so much worse than she had expected.
"He was so angry," Cora whispered, dazed, "I've never seen Vincent angry and especially not at Miles. He loves his brother."
"I shouldn't have come," Delaney shook her head, "Miles tried to tell me not to but I didn't listen. I was so foolish."
"You wanted to see him. You're supposed to marry him so you have every right to want to see him, especially if he's hurt."
"I won't be marrying him now," Delaney held her hands together to try to stop their shaking, "You saw him. Miles was right. He's dying."
