Dear Wife, I Hate You

Lilith’s Pov So this is finally happening. I thought a miracle would happen. I thought maybe the ground would open and swallow me, or the sky would fall, or someone would just call the wedding off. But here I am… in a wedding dress. Looking like a bride. Oh, I am the bride. My hair is well done. My makeup is perfect. The dress fits like it was made for me. I look like the happiest woman in the world. But I'm not. I turned to my dad, my heart pounding. “Dad, we can stop this. Please, we can still stop this.” He looked at me like he didn’t recognize me. Like I was being dramatic over nothing. “We've talked about this so many times, Lilith. You can’t come here and hesitate on your wedding day. You had so many months to get prepared for it, Now you have to go through with it.” I blinked fast, trying to stop myself from tearing up. “But you know he hates me. You know he hates me so much. He thinks I'm a killer.” Dad looked away, like he couldn’t even bear to look me in t

Lilith's PovRose led me down a quiet hallway. Everything about this house felt like a whisper, rich, quiet, and cold. Like every corner held a secret.When we finally stopped in front of a door and stepped in, I was stunned.The room was… beautiful.Spacious. Clean. The bed looked like something out of a luxury hotel, draped in soft white sheets. There was a chandelier above, glittering faintly. The curtains swayed gently from the night breeze coming through the slightly opened balcony door.It was more than anything I had back home. I could live here forever. I really could.But the beauty of the room only made the ache in my chest worse. Because for a moment—just a tiny, cruel moment—I imagined what it could feel like to actually belong here. To be in love. To have romance bloom in such a perfect place.But that wasn’t my story.“This is your room,” Rose said gently, pulling me out of my thoughts. “If you need anything, anything at all, just tell me. There’s hot water available if

Lilith's Pov I didn’t even know where the courage came from. The courage to sit beside my so-called husband, watching another woman almost naked in front of us. I wanted to throw the glass in my hand. I wanted to scream. I wanted to destroy everything near me. But I stayed calm. I kept my face cold, like nothing touched me. And I had no idea why I told her to touch him. Maybe I was testing something. Maybe I just wanted to feel numb. But it wasn’t jealousy. Not even a little. She was still standing there, unsure. Then suddenly, she started walking toward Killian. She hesitated at first, but then moved like she had done this many times before. Her hips swayed slowly, almost like she was trying to seduce both of us. When she reached him, she placed her hand gently on his chest. Her fingers moved slowly, like she was trying to make love to him with just her touch. I just stared at the scene in front of me, my insides twisted with every second. Not because I loved him. I didn’t.

Lilith's Pov The moment Killian left, I just dropped my fork. My hands were shaking, but I couldn't make myself pick it up. I felt so… small. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to cry in front of Nolan. He didn’t need to see that. He was just sitting there, pressing his phone with his fingers, looking like he had no idea what was happening to me, no idea that inside, I was breaking. I wiped my eyes, but it didn’t stop. It never stops. Killian... my husband... had told me to stay away from him, to pretend I didn’t know him, to stay out of his way. I’m just his wife in name. But what else am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to feel? It’s as if he doesn't even want me to be in the same room as him, let alone in the same house. I wanted to scream, to break something, anything, but I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t even stand up for myself. And as much as I hated to admit it, I was crushed. Crushed by him. By everything. By this whole damn marriage. I stood up, pushed my chair

Kilian’s PovAfter going through files for hours and signing off documents, my head was pounding. The board meeting, the rival company’s threats, the endless calls—everything was just noise. I didn’t want to hear anyone's voice again. I just wanted peace. Silence. A cold glass of whiskey and sleep. That was all I needed.As I drove home, my thoughts drifted to her. Lilith.The girl who asked me a question this morning that got stuck in my mind all day.Do you hate me that much?Who does she think she is to ask me that? Who gave her the right to question anything? This is my house. My rules. She’s only here because she has to be.I parked and stepped out of the car. My legs moved on their own. I didn’t want to see anyone, but for some reason, I went inside and found Rose in the hallway.“Good evening, sir,” she said politely.I don’t even know why I asked her. “Where is she?”“Lilith is in the garden,” Rose answered.I didn’t respond. Just nodded and started walking to the garden. My h