Lilith’s PovEverything escalated too fast.One second, she was just talking. The next, Nolan was right there—towering above me, polly and Emily, his voice firm, angry, dangerous. And she couldn’t explain the fear that crept up her spine. Fear because he caught her. Fear because she had no excuse.“What do you mean I’m not allowed to leave the house again?” I asked, voice trembling, trying to keep calm.Nolan’s jaw tightened. “We don’t have to argue right here.”Emily slammed her hands on the table. “You see? You see what we’re saying?! He is the toxic one, Lilith. Not us. He’s trying to brainwash you! You didn’t remember anything about Killian, but he’s kept you tied to him like a possession. You forgot everything else!”My heart pounded. I wasn’t ready for this fight. Not here. Not now.Nolan’s eyes narrowed on her. “Do you feel proud of yourself? Lying to her about me? Does it make you feel better to twist things?”I raised my hand, trying to stop the storm. “You know what? I’m not
Nolan’s PovWhy was she making everything so fucking hard?Lilith used to be… easy. Soft. Warm.She used to melt under my touch, smile when I walked in, lean into every kiss like it was the air she needed.She used to love me the way I needed to be loved.And now?Now she questioned everything.Why couldn’t she just let things stay the way they were? Peaceful. Safe. I gave her peace. I gave her a world where she didn’t have to worry about anything, where she was loved, protected, untouchable.But no.It started with that stupid question about her phone.Then the distance—subtle at first. Dodging my kisses. Turning her head slightly. Pulling her hand back a second too fast. Pretending to be tired. Pretending to be busy.Then came Bianca.And now…She didn’t even say I love you back.That one cut.What the hell did she think she was going to find out? What did she expect to uncover?Some ugly secret? Some hidden villain?I was the one holding her together.I was the one keeping her safe
Lilith’s Pov I didn’t know how to feel.I didn’t even know how to breathe anymore.Why? Why would Nolan give me something that’s meant to block my memories—when I’m supposed to be healing? When he’s supposed to be helping me heal?What the hell was he hiding?My thoughts were spiraling, drowning me in questions that had no answers. Not yet.Polly broke the silence. “Let me help you take a shower,” she said quietly, “before Mr. Williams fires me.”I gave a soft, lifeless laugh. “Sure. Let’s not give him another reason.”I didn’t even have the strength for any more drama. Not tonight.Polly wheeled me to the bathroom, but I insisted on trying to stand. Slowly. Cautiously. Painfully—but I did it. Little steps. Little victories. And for the first time in a long while, something in my life made me genuinely happy.“I’m getting better,” I whispered to myself as Polly helped me change into my nightwear.She smiled. “You really are.”Afterwards, Polly asked gently, “Do you want something to
Lilith’s Pov I woke up to the sound of soft breathing beside me.At first, I didn’t want to move. I wasn’t sure where I was, for a second. Then it all came rushing back—yesterday. The café. Killian. Nolan. The medicine.And then… Nolan’s face.He was right there beside me, sleeping. Peacefully. So still.I turned slightly to my side, just enough to look at him without waking him. My mind was still circling around what I saw him doing the night before. That image of him with the syringe and my syrup it hadn’t left me. I kept hoping maybe it wasn’t real. Maybe I was just seeing things.But deep down, I knew I wasn’t.Then, as if he sensed me watching, Nolan’s eyes fluttered open.“You’re awake,” he murmured softly, his voice groggy but smooth. He sat up against the headboard and leaned over to press a kiss to my forehead. I didn’t flinch. I stayed still.“Good morning,” I said, my voice careful.“Good morning,” he echoed.I watched him for a second, uncertain if I should ask the questi
Lilith’s Pov Nolan sat in the front seat, arms folded, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like he could snap. The driver stayed silent in the driver’s seat, and Polly sat beside me in the back, stealing nervous glances in my direction every few seconds. I didn’t know what to expect. I just went out, why did it feel like I had committed a crime?When we reached the house, Nolan didn’t wait. He got down, opened the back door, and without a word, scooped me into his arms like I was a doll he owned.“Polly, come,” he ordered.His voice didn’t hold warmth. It was cold. Controlled.He carried me straight to the living room and placed me on the couch like I was breakable porcelain, then turned to Polly.“Start explaining.”I immediately jumped in. “You don’t have to blame her for anything…”I didn’t even finish before Nolan stormed toward Polly and grabbed her by the neck.“I fucking said she shouldn’t leave this house!” he roared. “Didn’t I say she wasn’t allowed to leave without me?”“
Lilith’s PovIt was a new day, and for some reason, I felt... good. Peaceful. I couldn’t quite explain it, but this strange calm had settled over me. Maybe it was the weather. Or maybe it was just the simple joy of waking up without a headache, without confusion clouding my thoughts.Or maybe it was Zara.She made everything feel lighter. Our exercises weren’t just physical therapy anymore, they were fun. Her jokes, the way she teased me when I messed up a stretch, the warmth in her eyes…it made me look forward to every session. I didn’t even count the days anymore. I just knew they felt easier now.Polly was with me in the bathroom, like always. She was gently rubbing lotion on my legs, careful around the healing bruises and the cast.“Polly,” I said, my voice soft. “Can I ask you something?”“Yeah, sure,” she replied, glancing up.“How long have you been working for Nolan?”I didn’t know why I asked that. It just popped out of my mouth like it had been waiting there for days.Polly