Chapter 46

Delia was completely overwhelmed, letting out all the rage that had exploded from her awakened past-life memories-pure, unfiltered fury at how ugly human nature could be. But just as her heated rant came to a halt, her eyes accidentally caught sight of Curtis sitting not far off. He was looking right at her. In those deep, unreadable eyes of his, there was no approval, no relief-just quiet contemplation. And that look hit her like a bucket of ice water, dumped straight over her head. All that anger? Gone in an instant. It hit her then-she used to be exactly like the people she was cursing now. As nasty as those outsiders were, they were still just outsiders. But she'd been his wife. The one person meant to be on his side. The one he'd once loved with everything he had. And yet, she'd slashed his heart open, over and over, with words a hundred times crueler than anything those strangers had said. Every one of those hateful sentences she'd thrown at him-now they burned at her like hot ir