LOGINLilith's POV
Cassian's question kept on throbbing in my head. 'Was it really worth fighting for?' My marriage, Theo, a space in his heart once more. I kept thinking over it on my way back home, maybe when I got back I could sit and have a talk with him. Maybe there could be a way to sort this out. The driver pulled up outside our gate and I stepped down from the cab, tipping him a satisfactory amount and making my way in. The house was quiet, even though I saw Theo's jacket on the couch. He was in. I moved upstairs quickly, the eerie silence making my footsteps echo louder than it should. Then I heard giggling, soft, playful, feminine noises. Alarm shot through me as I climbed the remaining steps two at a time. The door to our bedroom was half-closed. I pushed it open without thinking. There he was. Theo, and Selene. His secretary. They had no clothes on. Not a single sheet covered them. The room reeked of sex. Her head tossed back in laughter until she saw me, until they both did. My nails dug into the doorframe. "You absolute piece of filth!" I snapped. Theo sat up, startled, his expression flipping between amusement and surprise. Selene made no move to hide herself, she just dragged the sheet lazily over her chest, like I was the one intruding. My eyes burned, but I refused to cry. "Theo," I said, voice trembling. "You couldn’t even pretend to work this out, could you?" He opened his mouth to speak, but I had already turned. I was done. ______ The streetlights blurred past the car window as I sat in the backseat, my arms crossed tightly, bags and suitcases in the boot. I didn’t even remember calling the cab, my mind had gone numb after storming out of that house. That house I once called a home. Cassian’s question echoed again, Was it really worth fighting for? No. Not anymore. By the time the driver pulled up to Cassian and Nolan’s place, my legs were trembling. The door opened before I could even lift my hand to knock, Cassian stood there, shirt wrinkled, hair tousled, like he hadn’t slept since I left. His brows drew together in concern. “Lilith?” I stepped in and the tears finally slipped. Cassian caught me before I could fall to my knees. “I saw them,” I whispered, barely able to speak. “He was with her. In our bed.” Behind him, Nolan appeared, a blanket draped over his arm. His expression turned grim as his gaze shifted between Cassian and me. “Come in,” Cassian murmured. “You’re not going back there. Not tonight. Not ever, if I have a say in it.” Cassian led me inside like I was made of glass. I could feel Nolan watching me, but he said nothing and just shut the door softly behind us. The warmth of the house made everything inside me finally collapse. Cassian helped me to the couch. “Sit. I’ll get you water,” he said gently. I nodded, unable to speak, clutching my arms to my chest. The silence between us wasn’t awkward, it was protective. A bubble I hadn’t realized I needed until it formed around me. Nolan returned a moment later with the blanket, wrapping it around my shoulders without asking. Cassian came back with a glass of water, crouching in front of me. His eyes searched mine, and for the first time in years, someone really looked, not past me but rather through me. “I’m sorry, Lilith,” he said softly. I stared down at the floor. “I gave him everything. And he threw it away like it meant nothing.” “You gave it to the wrong man,” Cassian replied. “That doesn’t make it worthless.” I blinked, my lips trembling, but I nodded anyway. He stood up and offered his hand. “Come. We prepared a room for you." I hesitated. “How did you guys know that I would be coming back?" Nolan smiled sadly. "It was just wishful thinking." The guest room was soft and quiet. I sank into the bed enjoying the comfort it offered. For the first time in what felt like years, my heart wasn’t racing with anxiety. The blanket Nolan had wrapped around me earlier still held some of his warmth. Cassian knocked gently and peeked in. “Need anything?” Theo laughed awkwardly, but before he could step in, Nolan and Cassian flanked him like bodyguards. “Time to go,” Cassian said coolly. “Unless you want to end up thrown into the trash bin like your loyalty,” Nolan added. Theo scoffed, backing up with mock offense. “I only came to talk.” Cassian and Nolan guided him out the door. But before he could walk off, Theo turned around, his smile turning smug. “Just so you know,” he said, “I’ve still got control over your properties, Lilith. All of them. Let’s see how far that confidence gets you.” My face was drained of color.Lilith’s POVEverything happened at once.One second there was sound….gunfire colliding, glass shattering, the record skipping like a broken heartbeat and the next second there was only chaos. Nolan moved before I even understood what Denzel was doing. His body stepped in front of mine, broad and unthinking, like instinct itself had taken control.The impact was loud.Too loud.Nolan gasped, the sound sharp and wrong, and then he was falling.“Nolan!” I screamed.I caught him, or tried to. His weight crashed into me, knocking the breath from my lungs as we hit the floor together. Warmth spread across my hands, soaking into my clothes, and I knew….before I saw it….that he had been hit.Cassian’s gun fired almost simultaneously.I heard it, but I didn’t see it. I was too busy holding Nolan, too busy pressing my hands against his chest where blood was already blooming dark and fast. Denzel staggered backward in my peripheral vision, shock frozen on his face, and then he dropped….hard, fi
Cassian’s POVThe record kept spinning.The same song. The same scratch at the same place, like time itself had been caught in a loop it didn’t know how to escape. Denzel stood near the turntable now, one hand resting on the cabinet like this was his living room and not the house Nolan and I had bled to build.Lilith was between us.That alone was enough to keep me breathing evenly, to keep my hands steady at my sides instead of doing what every instinct screamed at me to do.Denzel’s smile was gone.“You really thought I wouldn’t come for answers,” he said, voice sharp with fury now, stripped of its performative warmth. “After everything I did for you both? The sacrifices? And what did you both do to me?!”Nolan didn’t respond. He never did when Denzel was like this. Silence had always been Nolan’s way of drawing lines.I spoke instead. “You didn’t do what you think you did.”Denzel’s eyes snapped to me. “I fucking took you off the streets.”And just like that….I wasn’t in the house
Cassian’s POVThe moment Nolan ended the call, I just felt something wrong is going to happen.Not because of what he said….tightening security, increasing patrols, locking every possible entry point. That was expected. Necessary. But the air shifted immediately afterward, like the house itself inhaled sharply and forgot how to breathe.Then we heard it.The soft crackle of a vinyl record spinning to life.At first, my mind refused to register it. My body, however, reacted instantly….every muscle locking, every instinct screaming.The melody floated up the staircase, slow and familiar. Too familiar.Nolan and I turned to each other at the exact same time.That song.The one we used to play endlessly as kids, lying on the floor of a rundown apartment, dreaming about a future that didn’t include blood or guns or men like him. A song Denzel, Nolan and I loved. A song he claimed made him feel “nostalgic.”Fear crawled up my spine, cold and deliberate.“No,” I breathed under my breath.Lil
Lilith’s POVThree days.That was how long it had been since the warehouse. Since the concrete floor, the gunshot, Theo’s eyes going empty. Since Cassian’s arms around me while everything else fell apart.Three days, and time still refused to move properly.Morning bled into afternoon without meaning. Night came too fast, dragging the memories with it. I had not slept….not really. Every time I closed my eyes, I was back there. The smell of rust. The echo of screams. The sound that ended a life and split mine clean down the middle.My room was quiet.Too quiet.The curtains were half-drawn, sunlight leaking in thin strips across the floor. I sat on the edge of the bed, knees pulled to my chest, Cassian’s jacket still wrapped tightly around me even though it was warm. I hadn’t taken it off since he put it on me.It smelled like him….clean, familiar, grounding. It was the only thing that made the room feel real.A soft knock came at the door.“Lilith?” Nolan’s voice. Careful. Gentle. Lik
Lilith’s POVThe sound of the gunshot didn’t echo. It ended everything.One second, Theo was breathing…..ragged, desperate, clinging to life with whatever strength he had left. The next, he wasn’t. His body jerked once, violently, and then went slack. His eyes stared past me, unfocused, empty.Gone.I didn’t scream.I think something inside me broke so completely that my body forgot how.The gun lowered slowly in Denzel’s hand. Smoke curled faintly from the barrel, disappearing into the stale air of the warehouse. He stared at Theo for a moment, almost curious, as if waiting to see whether death would reconsider.It didn’t.“Well,” Denzel said eventually, his voice calm, almost bored. “That answers that.”My ears rang. My chest burned like my lungs had been set on fire, yet I couldn’t draw in a full breath. Theo’s blood pooled beneath him, creeping outward across the concrete in thin, dark lines. I stared at his face.Theo….who had once loved me the wrong way, hurt me the wrong way,
Lilith’s POVTime stopped making sense after a while.It stretched and folded in on itself until every second felt like an hour, and every breath I took in felt borrowed. I didn’t know how long Theo had been sitting there, blood soaking into the concrete floor, his breathing shallow and uneven. The warehouse smelled like rust, oil, and fear….thick enough that it sat on my tongue.Theo hadn’t moved in a long time.At some point, his eyes had rolled back, his body going frighteningly still. Panic had clawed at my chest then, sharp and relentless, because no matter what had happened between us, I didn’t want him dead. Not like this. Not because of me.I was still staring at him when the metal door creaked open again.Denzel walked back in like this was just another stop in his day. Calm. Unhurried. He carried a small black case in his hand, humming under his breath as if the scene in front of him didn’t exist.I stiffened.He crouched beside Theo, nudging him with the toe of his boot. “S
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