~Lilith's POV~The words were... "Mum...""I came home early from a political campaign meeting," she continued. "I was so excited because I'd been offered a position, a real position where I could make a difference. I wanted to tell Marcus, to share the good news with my husband."She laughed, but there was no humor in it."Instead, I found him with her. They were so caught up in each other they didn't even hear me come in.""What did you do?" I whispered."I left," she said. "I packed a bag and I left. I drove around for hours, trying to figure out what to do. When I finally came home, Rebecca was gone. Marcus was waiting for me.""What did he say?""He begged," my mother said. "He cried. He promised it would never happen again. He said he was sorry, that he loved me, that he wanted to make it work.""And you believed him?""I wanted to," she admitted. "I wanted to believe that our marriage could be saved. That our family could stay together. So I forgave him.""But it didn't work."
~Lilith's POV~Alfonso's face was red with rage. His hands were shaking as he stared at my mother like he wanted to strangle her. Lucy looked like she was about to cry, but not from sadness. From pure fury, everything in this scenario gives me pure bliss."This, this is not over," Alfonso said through gritted teeth. His voice was so low it was almost a whisper, but it carried more threat than any scream, I had ever had in my life. A cold shiver ran through my spine. Scared for my mother after what Jelly said they had done. As much as I hated my mother, I didn't her to die. However as I looked at her, the fear slipped off.My mother just smiled. That cold, dangerous smile that used to scare me as a child."Yes, it is," she replied calmly. "It's been over for twenty-three years. You just never knew it. You don't stand a chance against me Alfonso. I am not Ellana."Alfonso grabbed Lucy's arm. "We're leaving. Now."Lucy stumbled as he pulled her toward the door. She turned back once, he
~Lilith's POV~The half said words hung in the room like poison. I watched Hellena's face drain of all color. She looked like she'd seen a ghost. I would feel the same way, if my secrets were being aired like that. I almost snickered but held myself back."What are you talking about?" Alfonso demanded in that disgusting authoritative voice of his. His eyes moved between my mother and Hellena.My mother smiled. It wasn't a nice smile. It was the kind of smile that promised pain. Oh, she is enjoying this."Oh, you don't know?" Beatrice asked, her voice sweet as honey but deadly at the same time. "Your father's first love wasn't your mother. It was my dear late mother-in-law, Arianna."I felt my world tilt. Arianna. My grandmother. The woman I'd heard whispers about but never knew the full story."That's a lie!" Hellena screamed, but her voice cracked. Her hands were shaking badly now."Is it?" my mother asked. She took a step closer to Hellena. "Jamie married you because he couldn't hav
Lilith's POV~Hellena’s face twisted with rage. Her eyes pierced into me like knives; if looks could kill, I would’ve been dead. The hatred this woman had for me was beyond me. Her eyes left mine and darted to my mother.“I don’t want to see your foot near the Lockhart mansion ever again,” she hissed at me, her voice trembling with venom.I blinked. “Hmmm…”“You heard me,” she snapped. I hadn’t even argued yet, she was still talking.“You’re not welcome. And neither is your whore of a mother. No wonder, Beatrice, no wonder you couldn’t stay in your husband’s house,” she added, grinning at my mom.That hurt. That little jab cut more than it should have, even though it was directed at my mom. I felt my chest tighten. I looked at her, waiting for her to lose it.And she did. She didn’t disappoint.Beatrice laughed. Loud and cruel. The kind of laugh that makes the air on your skin rise.“Oh please,” she said, waving a hand like Hellena was nothing more than a speck of dust on her fur coat
~Lilith's POV~My mother stood at the foot of my hospital bed, arms crossed, her eyes fixed on me like I was some puzzle she couldn’t solve.“Who did this to you?” she asked. Her voice wasn’t soft. It was sharp, cold, and full of fire. Something, I recognize is a storm before she would explode. This was the mother I knew when I was younger, not the one I met with in Los Angeles.I blinked at her, unsure if I was still dreaming. “No one, Mum,” I answered practically. I hadn’t called her that in a while. The word felt strange in my mouth. But, I had missed those syllables.She didn’t move. “Don’t lie to me.” she had on the look of, I gave birth to you. So, I know you.“I’m not,” I whispered, even though I clearly was. It wasn’t just one person who did this to me. It was everything. The pain, the lies, the Lockharts, hell, even Bastian. “Who. Did. This. To. You?” she repeated, each word punctuated through the room. It was funny really. Seeing my mom like this. I would have laughed if
~Lilith's POV~Jelly paled the moment she heard what I said. I feel bad asking that of her but she was the best person for the job. No one will suspect her if she plays her card right. " But Miss, I don't think I will be able to," she says in a small voice." You can. Just act as though you are going to beg Hellena."" Not sure it will work, Miss."" It will. After all, Lucy still believes you are working for her."" Alright, Miss. I will try my best." She sighs and then turns to leave.I bring out my phone that I had used in recording our conversation. This is a huge evidence. I can't be caught unguarded when Lucy wants Bastian.Jelly moved fast. By the time I returned from my walk around the hospital at noon, Bastian’s phone was already in my hands. She had taken a huge risk, but we had no other choice. My fingers shook as I scrolled through his messages, looking for the recording that I knew was in his phone. And of course, their chats. I was willing to do anything; that could h