Nolan’s pov
What do they say about love?
That it’s patient? That it’s kind?
No.
They lie.
They forget the part where love is obsession, where it drives you to madness, where it burns inside your veins like wildfire until it scorches everything that stands in its way. They forget to say that when you do something for someone you love, it’s not wrong. It’s devotion. It’s purity.
So here I am.
Doing what I have to do.
They’ll call me insane. Psychotic. Cruel. But I don’t care.
Because I love her.
Lilith.
And no one…no one is going to change her mind about me. Especially not the people she listens to. Especially not the girl sitting across from me, tied to a chair, eyes locked on mine with that dead, glassy stare.
Emily.
The traitor.
It’s been a week since I saw Lilith.
Seven wh
