Carmine's POV
It's been a stressful night, but Delilah made me proud throughout the evening's chaotic events. I had doubts whether she'd be able to handle this life, but I think she was made for it. She's a quick thinker, decisive, and thrives under pressure. Those qualities will make her a fantastic doctor.
But she didn't expect to be a doctor so soon, and the trauma she's had to endure tonight is more than the average person could have handled.
The door is open to the bedroom, and I turn my body to the side, stepping into the space. With my hip, I ease the door shut.
"I'm so proud of you," I tell her, lifting her so I can kiss her forehead. "You did so well tonight. I know it wasn't easy." I keep my tone soft so she doesn't feel afraid.
