Lilith’s Pov
The old me would have reacted. She would’ve lashed out. Maybe screamed, maybe cried, maybe thrown something across the room just to feel something other than this awful stillness. But now? Now there was only silence.
I stood there, staring at him—this man I once thought I could hate more than anyone else. He looked so sure of himself, like his words didn’t just punch through my chest.
I took a slow step forward, and then another. I stopped inches from him, my voice low, almost whispering. “Is that what you want, Killian? To keep me close?”
He didn’t answer. Not a flinch. Not a blink. Just that cold, unreadable stare.
“Fine,” I said simply.
And then I turned and walked away—back to my room, back to where I could break without him watching.
I didn’t want him to see how vu
