60 A little closure [1]

".....Did you kill him?" 

A familiar woman sat on the opposite end of where I sat. Her presence felt suffocating, and her deep eyes seemed to lure me in the more I looked into them. 

"..." 

Even so, I kept calm. While pressuring, my mind was firm. The vision had messed up with my mind and the resentment I felt from Wesley was still present. 

The current me...

Couldn't be fazed by this much. 

"I didn't." 

My voice came out rather dry. 

Delilah's blank face suddenly cracked as her lips gently pulled up. Then, amidst the silence, her finger pressed against the table. 

Tap—

A subtle whistle sounded as the space between the two of us froze. 

"....Alright, you're free to go." 

"Hm?" 

I thought nothing could faze the current me, but this was an unexpected development. 

"Are you surprised?" 

".....I wouldn't say I'm not."