LOGINLizabella
I thought that everything would go back to normal after Yuri got exiled. I really believed the palace would feel safer, and the constant knot of fear in my stomach would finally loosen. But even in the safety of Kael’s arms, I began to experience vivid flashes of my true past in dreams, three faceless men whose voices stirred something deep within me, warm and achingly familiar.
LizabellaI woke with a gasp, squinting against the blinding white light that poured down from everywhere and nowhere at once. My head throbbed as I pushed myself up on trembling arms, the floor beneath me cold and seamless, like marble that stretched into infinity. There was no furniture, no windows, no doors, just an endless white void that swallowed every shadow and left me feeling small.My clothes clung to my skin, damp with sweat, and my belly felt heavier than usual, the baby inside shifting restlessly as if sensing my panic.I rose unsteadily, bare feet slapping against the unnaturally smooth surface. “Hello?” My voice echoed back at me, until I heard different voices calling out for Lizabella, ov
LizabellaIf I hadn’t pushed Kael away last night, if I hadn’t let my suspicions and the flashes of those blurry dreams spill over into anger, those children might still be alive. Their blood was on my hands as much as his, and the guilt sat heavy in my chest like a stone I couldn’t swallow because I had provoked the monster, and innocent lives had paid the price.The thought made my stomach churn with nausea that had nothing to do with the pregnancy.Worse still, a voice in the back of my mind kept whispering that this was only the beginning. Kael’s rage had always simmered beneath the surface, but last night I had struck the match. How many more would suffer because I couldn’t control my growing doubts?
LizabellaI thought that everything would go back to normal after Yuri got exiled. I really believed the palace would feel safer, and the constant knot of fear in my stomach would finally loosen. But even in the safety of Kael’s arms, I began to experience vivid flashes of my true past in dreams, three faceless men whose voices stirred something deep within me, warm and achingly familiar.Their laughter echoed in the darkness, their hands reached for me with a gentleness Kael had never shown. He noticed the way I woke up gasping, the way my eyes darted around the room as if searching for someone who wasn’t there, and he grew increasingly possessive and unstable.He was aggressive in ways that terrified me. When I pulled away from his touch, his
LizabellaSince I stopped taking the drugs, my headaches had worsened, like someone was hammering nails into my skull from the inside. But because of that decision, I could now remember my dreams more clearly, though the faces in them remained frustratingly blurry, like shadowy figures calling out names and warnings I couldn’t quite grasp. Because of those dreams, I realized that nothing about this place felt familiar. The grand halls, the desert-scented gardens, even the way the sunlight slanted through the high windows, all of it felt foreign, like I was walking through someone else’s life. Still, I decided to remain nonchalant and act as though I wasn’t suspicious of anything. I smiled when expected, nodded at the right moments, and kept my questions locked tightly behind my teeth. I lived my days normally with Mirabelle by my side, so nothing crazy had happened to me during those times. She was my constant shadow, never more than a few steps away, and her presence seemed to keep
Lizabella“Elara! Elara, wait!” Kael’s voice rang out behind me, but I sped up instead, my slippers slapping against the marble as I hurried down the corridor.My heart hammered with a mixture of anger and confusion, the name ‘Lizabella’ still echoing in my skull like a half-remembered song as his footsteps quickened behind me. Before I could round the next corner, his hand shot out, fingers closing around my upper arm. He spun me around with surprising strength, pulling me against his chest so tightly I could feel the rapid rise and fall of his breathing.“What happened?” He demanded, his green eyes searched mine, with his brows drawn tight.I yanked my arm free but stayed close enough that our bo
LizabellaSince the previous incident in the bathtub, Mirabelle had never left my side, not once. She slept on a cot in the corner of my room, ate every meal with me, and followed me like a shadow through every corridor and garden path.Surprisingly, nothing crazy had happened since then, which left me thinking two very different things. One, that the person who had been trying to hurt me had been scared off by Mirabelle’s constant presence. Or two, my own mind, knowing that somebody was watching over me, had decided to stop tormenting me with visions that felt too real.The problem was, I didn’t know which of these two things was the actual truth. I didn’t know if I was hallucinating or if it had been real, because with Mirabelle here, nothing had happened y
Jerry“What the hell is wrong with you?” Josie’s voice was sharp, accusatory, and honestly… kind of exhausting.
Lizabella“Good morning, Leila!” I sang as I passed her, she was crouched beside a vase, carefully trimming the stem of a lily before dropping it into place.“Good morning, ma’am!” She chirped back, surprised at my extra-sparkly mood.I kept moving, greeting everyone like I was hosting a positivity
JosieFor years, I always told myself that things would get better the moment Lizabella was out of the picture and my life would finally be pe
LizabellaImmediately, the playful expression on Damian's vanished as he asked. “What happened?”Sighing, I replied. “When I came here, I wasn’t planning to stay long. I thought I would be here for maybe a day or two, ask for help, and leave because I didn’t know that I’d end up being Pearl’s nanny







