LOGINShare
Lily
publish date:
2026-06-17 17:23:25
Latest chapter
Blood and Mercy Why do I care so much..??
CassieThe next morning, I bring his breakfast, open his curtains and set the tray down on the table like always.But this time I don’t leave right away. “We’re doing physical therapy today,” I say to his back where he’s still lying in bed facing the wall. “I’ll be back at ten. Please be ready.”“No.”“Ten o’clock, Mr Petrova.”I walk out before he can argue.At ten, I’m standing outside his door again, folder in hand, trying to steady my breathing. I knock once, then open it without waiting.He’s in his wheelchair by the window, dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt instead of staying in bed all day. He’s not looking at me, just staring out at the grounds like they’re more interesting than anything I could possibly say.“I’m not doing this,” he says.“Yes, you are.”“You can’t make me.”“No, I can’t.” I walk over and set the folder down on his desk.“But I’m going to be here every day at ten until you do. So you can either get it over with now, or you can listen to me knock on your doo
Blood and Mercy Lily
CassieThat afternoon, I’m standing outside his studio door with the folder Mrs Rosalind gave me yesterday. Physical therapy exercises. Stretches and movements he’s supposed to be doing three times a week to maintain muscle function and prevent further deterioration.I’ve been staring at this folder all morning, knowing I need to bring it up, knowing it’s going to be a fight.I knock once.“What?” His voice comes through sharp and irritated.“I need to talk to you about something.”“No.”“It’s important.”“I don’t care.”I take a breath, count to three in my head, then open the door anyway.The studio is dim.That’s the first thing that hits me. There are windows along the far wall but the light coming through is muted and gray, not enough to really brighten the space. The kind of light that makes everything look washed out and tired.There are lamps scattered around the room, the kind artists use when they’re working, but none of them are turned on. Just sitting there dark and unuse
Blood and Mercy The Fight
CassieI wake up before sunrise, get dressed in the dark, and make my way downstairs to the kitchen where Mrs Rosalind has already left ingredients prepped for his breakfast. Eggs, toast, coffee. His morning medications lined up in the small organizer she showed me how to use.By seven, I’m standing outside his door with the tray balanced carefully in both hands.I knock twice, wait five seconds, then open the door without waiting for an answer.The room is dark, curtains pulled tight like he’s trying to keep the entire world out. I can barely make out his shape in the bed, just the outline of him under the covers, completely still.I set the tray down on the table by the window as quietly as I can, then walk over to the control panel on the wall and press the button.The curtains slide open with that smooth automated hum, letting pale gray morning light spill into the room.“Good morning, Mr Petrova,” I say without looking at him. “Breakfast is on the table. Your medications are next
Blood and Mercy His Rules
KaiI’m sitting by the window in my studio, staring out at nothing in particular, when I see her.She’s standing on the lawn near the driveway with her phone pressed to her ear, pacing back and forth in these small tight circles like she can’t stand still.I can’t hear what she’s saying from up here, can’t make out the words, but I can see her body language well enough to know it’s not a good conversation.She stops pacing and brings her free hand up to her face, wiping at her eyes with the heel of her palm.She’s crying.Or trying not to.Her shoulders curve inward and she turns away from the house like she doesn’t want anyone to see, like she’s trying to hold herself together and barely managing it.I watch for another few seconds, watch the way she keeps wiping at her face even though it’s clearly not helping.Then I turn away from the window.I don’t want to see this.Don’t want to know why she’s upset or who’s on the other end of that phone making her fall apart in the middle of
Blood and Mercy Curtain Drama
KaiThe light wakes me up.That’s the first thing I register, before I’m even fully conscious, before I remember where I am or what day it is. Just light, bright and sharp, cutting through my eyelids and dragging me out of whatever half-sleep I managed to fall into sometime around four in the morning.I open my eyes and immediately want to close them again.The curtains are open.All of them.Sunlight is pouring into the room, hitting every surface, making everything too bright and too clear and too much.I reach for the remote on my nightstand, the one that controls the automatic curtains, and press the button harder than I need to. The curtains start to close, smooth and silent, blocking out the light inch by inch until the room is dim again.Better.I drop the remote back on the table and stare at the ceiling, trying to remember if I opened those curtains last night.I didn’t.I never do.Which means someone else did.Someone came into my room while I was sleeping and opened the c
Blood and Mercy This was a Mistake
Cassie The first thing I think when Mrs Rosalind opens the door and steps aside to let me in, is the room is beautiful.It’s bigger than the living room in my apartment. There’s a queen-sized bed with a thick comforter that looks like it’s never been slept in, a dresser, a desk and chair by the window, a door that leads to a private bathroom. The walls are a soft cream color and there’s actual art hanging on them, not posters or prints but real paintings in real frames.“I’ll let you get settled,” Mrs Rosalind says from the doorway. “Take your time. If you need anything, I’ll be downstairs.”“Thank you.”She leaves, closing the door quietly behind her.I stand there in the middle of the room with my duffel bag at my feet, looking around at a space that’s nicer than anywhere I’ve ever lived.I feel like an imposter.Like I’m playing dress-up in someone else’s life and any second now they’re going to figure it out and kick me out.I drop my bag on the bed and sit down next to it, the
Blood and Mercy First Day
CassieThe car is black and spotless, the kind where you’re afraid to breathe too hard in case you mess something up.I’m sitting in the back seat, watching the city fall away through the window. We’ve been driving for thirty minutes now, moving further and further from everything familiar until w
Blood and Mercy Before Her
KaiI’m sitting in my studio with a blank canvas in front of me, the kind I used to fill without even thinking. Back when my hands knew what to do before my brain caught up, back when drawing was as natural as breathing.Now it’s sitting here, white and empty, like it’s mocking me for even trying.
Blood and Mercy Monday, Four Days From Now
CassieKatrina goes still. Like she wasn’t expecting me to say yes so fast.Then she reaches into her bag. Pulls out a pen and slides it across the table.It’s heavy when I pick it up. The kind of pen that feels important just holding it.I flip to the last page.There’s a line at the bottom with t
Blood and Mercy The Contract
CassieI’ve never been to a café like this before.White marble tables. Gold accents on everything. The kind of place where the lighting is soft enough to make everyone look expensive. There’s a glass case near the counter filled with pastries that probably cost more than my grocery budget for a we
You may also like
When His Eyes Opened
Simple Silence25.0M viewsWild Epic Desires
F. Prince 591.2K viewsRude Awakenings
Turquoise Grace1.1M viewsDear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!
Cerise R. Wood651.8K viewsDirty Lessons With My Brothers’ Best Friend
LaurG134 viewsFROM HIS SILENT WIFE TO HIS GREATEST REGRET
Sweetbite89 viewsThe King's Favorite Sin
Ms. Alupeng 32 viewsSuit and Scars: Claimed By The Biker Boss
Edwinayuss95 views
