Delirium at the Door

LEVI

And that's how I ended up here with Cece acting strange in my arms, her very angry ex-fiancé staring at us.

Falcone steps through what used to be the door with a gun in his hand and murder written plainly across his face, while Cece is still wrapped around me with one fist tangled in my hair.

Under different circumstances, I might appreciate the symmetry.

Tonight, I mostly wonder whic