Delphi Adams
Delphi was disappointed when she didn’t see Diana. Her eyes wandered around as she took in the crowd for the night. They stayed on the stage as the performance started. A small smile graced her lips. The music was good and the girl’s voice was lovely. Her gaze left the band as Diana caught her attention behind the bar. She forced herself to look down at her phone as she grinned ear to ear. Delphi got so happy every time she saw Diana. It was ridiculous, but it was the same feeling that happened with Delphi’s other crushes. She glanced up again to see Diana popping under the counter.
Before Diana could pop up again, her gaze went back to her phone. She unlocked it with a finger and scrolled through her phone to keep herself from staring at Diana. She felt impatient as she waited for Diana to come take her order. At the thought, she sensed someone walking towards her. When she glanced up, she was delighted to see it was Diana. The girl had a lovely dress on and a jar of olives in a hand. She felt her cheeks turn hot when Diana touched her shoulder. Her brain kind of blanked after Diana asked her a question. She had to take a deep slow breath to clear her mind.
Her cheeks got hotter when she leaned down closer to her. The girl was going to make her heart give out one day. She was about to tell her what she wanted, but she got distracted. Delphi’s eyes wandered over to the door as well. Two boys were being ushered in by a redhead. Delphi knew the faces. She seen them at the library or just around the city. Also, her lovely mother had told her who they were. The redhead was an oracle that had a vision years ago about some gods going missing. The vision apparently included Aphrodite and Delphi. It made sense to her since they were the cause of the missing gods.
“Okay,” she replied as she watched Diana walked away. Delphi smoothed her dress out before her eyes glanced at her phone. She had a message from Ava, which was really Aphrodite. Delphi opened the message and the corner of her lips twitched slightly, attempting to make a frown. Delphi forced herself to smile. Message read: “Stay at the bar, it may be time.” A soft sigh escaped her lips. She was dreading the day the vision came true. She put her phone in her purse and tried to clear her mind. Delphi wasn’t going to stress herself out because of her thoughts. Why had she ever agreed to help her mother? The world was suffering, and the guilt was eating away at her slowly.