I was just... tired.
Tired of it all.
The lies. The struggle. The pain.
I was tired of everything.
That was why I had made up my mind. I planned on coming clean to Delilah.
I wasn't sure if this was great timing. Especially when taking into account what she had previously said to me, but after a lot of thought, I realized that by not coming clean, I would eventually be making things more difficult for myself further down the line.
'Even if things end up going badly, they won't be as bad as her finding out further down in the future.'
She could also be a lot more understanding now than before.
I wasn't sure.
However, this was my plan.
'...I'll approach things carefully before telling her everything.'
Everything else would be up to her. However, I really did need her help.
I wanted to better understand what the black tendrils inside my body were. And if they were connected to the Outer Beings, could she do anything about it?
