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81 Not ready

Lila’s POVI blink awake to the pale morning light spilling across my bed. The room feels heavy with silence. My head throbs, as if I’ve been drifting in a fog. Last night lingers at the edge of my mind—shapes, sounds, and Lior.I remember the men. The chaos. The screaming. How quickly everything escalated when they tried to drag me away. One moment, it felt like the world had paused; the next, it spun entirely out of control. They’d retreated almost immediately, leaving only echoes in their wake, like they hadn’t just stormed into my life and shattered the night with fear. Reaching up, I pull my hair back, and a flash slices through me—a memory of Lior’s hand in mine, his voice low, trembling with words I can’t quite catch.I had waited for him to come home last night. And then sleep claimed me, sudden and unbidden, leaving the fragments of that memory tangled with dreams.Now, awake, I hear it again in my mind, the echo of him whispering, trembling, speaking in riddles I can’t yet

82 Unsteady ground

Lila’s POVThe house has been deathly still since Madam Venessa and Aurelia arrived this morning. No footsteps echoing, no casual chatter, not even the familiar creak of the back door. It’s like everyone’s holding their breath, afraid even to blink too loud. Madam Venessa gave a simple instruction—one that sounded like law: “Don’t inform Lior I’m here. He’s surely busy. Let it be until he returns.”And so, we’ve been moving around her like fragile glass on a tilted shelf.I stand by the corner of the lounge, my arms folded loosely below my waist, eyes following Rena as she steps forward with the dessert tray Madam Venessa requested. Her movements are precise, careful. She places the dish gently on the low marble table, her fingers trembling slightly before she withdraws them. I watch, barely blinking.Then Madam Venessa’s eyes lift—and lock onto mine.My breath catches. I look away quickly, like her stare might burn through my skin. My gaze shifts to the wall, the floor, anywhere else

83 Left behind

Lila’s POVBack in my room, I sit on the edge of my bed, hands clenched on my lap. My mind is spinning. Nothing makes sense. I can’t stop hearing her voice—“Unless you want me to do it myself.”And then Aurelia’s words follow, soft but venomous, curling through my thoughts like smoke.“Some things aren’t meant to stay—especially when others have already decided where they belong.”I press a hand against my chest, trying to quiet the ache. The echoes of their voices blur together until I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.Somewhere below, I can still hear the faintest memory of the maids whispering after they left.“Young master is really returning.”“She doesn’t even know yet.”I had brushed it off then—told myself it wasn’t true. But now, alone in the silence, I can’t stop wondering if it is.Footsteps approach.My heartbeat quickens, matching the soft, steady thuds. Then—silence. He’s just outside. I feel him. His hand rests on the doorknob for a moment. And then… he do

84 All that glitters hurts

Lior’s POVThe door clicks shut behind me.I stay there for a moment, my back pressed against it, as if holding myself up. The silence on the other side feels heavier than anything I’ve ever carried.Her words circle in my head like vultures picking at a carcass.“I don’t need your money or anything from you. I’ll go far away from you as you’ve said and will never appear before you again.”Each word hits harder than the last. Her voice was trembling, her eyes glistening, and yet she said it like she meant every syllable.I don’t move. Can’t speak. Just… still.I want to go back to her. Hold her. Tell her I lied. Tell her I didn’t mean anything I said. That I was only trying to protect her.But what good would it do?Staying by my side will only destroy her. That much I know.If anything were to ever happen to her again because of me… I don’t think I’ll survive it.This is the only way.If I disappear, my mother will stop.If I let Lila go, she’ll get the chance to live a life without

85 Echoes of her name

Liam’s POVThe message had been brief—no explanation, no details, just an address and a name. Lila.By the time I pull up in front of the mansion, my chest feels tight with something I can’t name. The place looms against the gray sky, quiet and still, too still for comfort. I step out of the car and walk toward the main door, each stride heavy with confusion and tension.Inside, the air feels colder than I expect. My footsteps echo through the long hallway as I make my way toward the large living room at the end. And that’s when I see him.Lior.Standing in the center of the room, motionless, sleeves rolled up, suit jacket discarded. My stomach drops. This is Lior’s house. And Lila… Lila is here.By his side, several travel bags sit neatly, lined like soldiers awaiting orders.My eyes drag down to the luggage, then back to his face. A sharp scoff leaves me before I can stop it. “Is this all you’ve got? To run away like the coward that you are?”He doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t blink. Just s

86 A time for everything

Lila’s POVFire.Everywhere.It eats through the walls, races across the ceilings like it’s alive—hungry, angry. Flames lick the air, casting wild shadows across the collapsing building. Smoke coils like a living thing, choking the sky.Screams cut through the chaos. Children run—left, right, center—faces smeared with soot and panic, searching for a way out.And I just sit there.Frozen.Tears streaming, eyes wide, heart hammering. My hands won’t move. My legs feel like stone. All I can do is cry.Then, a tug on my wrist—small but firm.“Come on!” A boy’s voice, high and urgent. “We need to leave! Fire is everywhere!”His hand is tiny, but his grip is sure.I blink at him, stunned by the strength in his voice. And then I’m on my feet—like his urgency has awakened something inside me. I follow, my bare feet slapping the hot, trembling floor as we dart through the smoke-filled corridor.I cough. Hard. The air burns going down.Suddenly, my hand slips from his. I fall—face-first—scraping

87 Leash or cage

Lior’s POVI push open the mansion’s double doors, the force rattling through the gold-plated hinges. The darkness in the hallway swallows me, but I keep staggering forward. My steps echo off the marble like a mockery, loud and hollow. Each stride feels heavier than the last, like the floor is trying to pull me under. I reach the living room—if you could even call it that. It’s a cathedral of a space. Cold. Empty. A monument to a family that feels more like a curse.The ceiling arches above like a sky I can’t reach, and the walls… too pristine, too silent. I almost wish they’d close in on me. Swallow me whole. End all this. But they don’t. They just watch. Mock. Let me walk right through like I’m nothing.I stumble, my legs buckling slightly. Two maids rush over, arms outstretched, trying to steady me.“Don’t,” I snap, swiping them away in one swift, violent motion. My voice booms off the walls. “Not one of you should touch me! If you dare, I’ll make sure you lose your job —and no one

88 Held like a breath

Lila’s POVThere’s a soft thud on the table.I glance up just in time to see Alessia drop a flyer right in the center, her smirk already speaking volumes.“Okay, guys,” she says, sweeping her gaze between me, Sofia, and the only guy in our group—Enzo, who’s halfway through scribbling into his notebook. “I think it’s time for a break.”I sigh and lean back in my seat, eyeing her with a frown. “Don’t you ever get tired? We just had a party last weekend…” I trail off, rubbing my temples. “And our project’s coming up soon. We need to make sure we present the best, right?”I curve my body and rise from the chair, stepping over to where Alessia stands. My hand slides around her neck in a half-hug, half-threat.“But…” I say, lowering my voice, grinning, “we only live once. So what the hell does a project got on us?”Alessia turns, smug smile blooming across her face.Sofia and Enzo jolt up from their seats with a cheer like they were waiting for the green light.“I knew it!” Sofia squeals.“

89 Too pretty to cry

Lila’s POVThe second the car halts at the mall’s underground lot, I hop out, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear as I look around at the crowd. The place is buzzing—kids tugging at their parents, lovers walking hand-in-hand, shoppers with bags stacked high like trophies of triumph.I glance over my shoulder at the others piling out of the car and grin.“So guys, where do we begin with first?” I ask, bouncing slightly on the balls of my feet.For a moment, the group goes quiet, each of us scanning the wide, glimmering glass structure ahead like soldiers preparing for battle. Then, as expected, Enzo breaks the silence.“Come on, guys! Why worry about that when I’m here?” he says with a cocky grin, flipping his hair back in that annoyingly perfect way. “I just discovered a new store here that has the best party-ready outfits. You’ll love it,” he adds, throwing me a dramatic wink that earns him a light shove from Sofia.Alessia claps her hands once and beams. “Okay! That’s settled th

90 Echoes in her eyes

Lila’s POVI slowly break away from the woman’s soft, steady gaze and push myself up from the floor. My friends immediately reach for my hands, grasping them gently and lifting me to my feet. I feel the warmth of their support, their eyes filled with concern, grounding me back in reality.“Thanks,” I murmur, brushing my hands over my dress to smooth down the wrinkles. I take a breath, straighten my posture, and face the woman again. A small, tentative smile forms on my lips. “It’s okay, ma’am. It was just an accident. I guess I was a little at fault too.”I notice my friends stealing glances at each other, curiosity and mild amusement dancing in their eyes. Even I am taken aback at the softness in my own tone, the calm politeness. It feels unusual, almost unnatural, but I can’t seem to help it. There’s something about the woman’s face—gentle, patient, quietly steady—that pulls the softness out of me. Her calm presence stirs a strange familiarity in me, one I can’t explain. I feel… lik

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