LOGIN“But then he met me,” I said.“Yes,” she said. “And you two are the perfect match, so well suited. They say opposites attract, and that couldn’t be truer than with the two of you. Grayson and I, we’re too much alike really. We used to be inseparable as kids. I swear if he wasn’t my shadow, I was hi
Lillian’s POVBy the end of the day, I was physically exhausted from training my body so much so hard under the sun in the training grounds. I had refused to go to dinner in the dining room with the other ladies, instead choosing to return to my room with the intent of having something light being d
I knew, in his own way, Teacher was just trying to cheer me up.“Well, let me know if that changes,” he said. “I’m always happy to bring villains to justice.”“He’s not a villain just because he lost interest in me,” I said.“He is, because he’s hurting you every day you are apart,” Teacher said.My
Lillian’s POVAfter moving into Josie’s room, I spent most of my waking hours out in the training ground, striking at the training dummies or shooting arrows down the range. There hadn’t been as many people coming to see Teacher and me about training. I tried not to read too much into it, but it was
Lillian’s POV“This isn’t necessary,” Grayson said. “You are being too emotional about this. You are overreacting.”“Stop saying that!” I snapped and pulled my arm away from his grasp. I continued packing, quicker than before. If I hadn’t been certain about leaving before, I was definitely sure now.
Grayson’s POV“That sounds like Lillian, doesn’t it?” Odette asked. “Should we check?”I was already moving forward, wanting to see for myself what I was hearing. They weren’t far, just around the corner of hydrangea bushes.Then I saw them. Lillian and Benedict, looking at each other in delight, la
Or I had thought he was teasing. In hindsight, he was likely mocking me openly.Piers seemed different. He was listening attentively, like my opinion mattered.“If you like paintings, then you must see the galleries here,” Piers said. “What do you say? How about you and I sneak out of this stuffy pl
Lillian’s POVJosephine proved true to her word, and I was provided a gown shortly after. The corset was snug against my ribs, digging uncomfortably into my wounds. But the dull throb was nothing to pains I’d suffered in the past. If anything, it only made me feel more alert, which I needed to be af
Lillian’s POVI pulled the hem up to my ribs. The skin along my left side was purple and scraped raw where I'd hit the stairwell railing. The old lash wounds on my back had reopened in two places, thin lines of red seeping through the closed skin.Grayson knelt beside the bed. His hands were steady.
The drug turned my muscles to sand.I sagged against Calvin's chest, my arms hanging, my legs gone. He held me up with one arm around my waist and kept the cloth over my face until the room went soft around the edges.When he finally pulled it away, I gasped. The ceiling tilted."W-what—" My tongue







