"ONCE UPON A TIME
AN ANGEL AND A
DEVIL FELL IN LOVE."
PEAKY BLINDERS
THOMAS SHELBY x OC
PRE-SEASON 1 - ?
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"You cannot be half a saint:
You must be a whole saint
or no saint at all."
✞
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DELILAH WAS IN SHOCK. Finally, finally, she was meeting her dear Aunt Lillian; yet, it wasn't her father introducing her as she always had thought it would be growing up.
"Where are the boys then?" Lillian asked, pulling away from Delilah's embrace, looking over her niece's shoulder for her two unruly sons. "Did they walk the two of you over?"
Ada, now sorting through the basket of bruised apples, snorted, "She was wanderin' 'round like a lost pup when she all but ran me over."
Delilah shot her a good natured glare as she wiped the remain happy tears from her cheeks to which the youngest Shelby smirked.
"Ada Shelby," her mother scolded, snatching away an apple the girl had been seconds away from biting in to.
"Well she was!" Huffed the fourteen year old indignantly.
Not wanting to get anyone in trouble, Delilah gave her aunt a small smile.
"My train arrived a bit early," she fibbed. The train had stopped at the station at eleven, leaving the girl to sit and wait for the better part of an hour before she had decided it wasn't the worst thing in the world. Her sense of curiosity had taken over and she had decided to trek out on her own.
"I've always been a bit of an adventurer and thought I'd start out on my own. Get to know my way around a bit."
Lillian narrowed her eyes but let it go. No doubt planning to give the boys a proper tongue lashing whenever she saw them.
"You won't be wanting to do that 'round 'ere, love," the older brunette woman commented as she exhaled a breath of smoke from the cigarette she'd just lit, "Pretty little thing like you in a place like this, ha!, you'll attract all the wrong attention."
"Oh, Pol, don't scare the poor girl!" Ada's mother rolled her eyes as she approached the red head with a warm smile. "Sarah Shelby," she introduced as she pulled her into a short, warm hug. "That one there," she pointed at the woman still smoking at the table, "is my charming sister-in-law, Elizabeth Gray, but we call her Polly."
