Chapter 95

Noah and Delia hopped back into the car. Noah slowly pulled away from the hospital while Delia, through the rearview mirror, stared at the fading outline of Oceanvale Psychiatric Center. She shut her eyes and took a long breath in. It's done. All of it's over. Noah shot her a puzzled glance. "Mrs. Stockton, you seem kinda familiar with that place?" Delia's eyes snapped open, emotions flickering over her face, but she brushed it off with a casual tone. "Me? No way. It's got signs everywhere. I just followed them. Not like you, always lost like a headless chicken!" Seriously? When did he ever get that turned around? Could he argue though? Nope. Not a chance. "So... you're just gonna let Adrian slide?" Noah asked, raising a brow. "He helped you deal with Isabelle, and that's it? All is forgiven?" Delia shot him a cool look. "Do I look like that kind of person? Adrian is trash with premium membership. The kind that should come with a disclaimer. There's no way I'm letting that scum off the