Lilith’s Pov
I must’ve cried myself empty, because I didn’t even remember falling asleep.
When I opened my eyes, soft morning light filtered through the curtains, and the first thing I saw was Emily, curled up beside me, still fast asleep. Even in my brokenness, I managed a small, aching smile. She hadn’t let me spend the night alone. She stayed, held me, gave me warmth when all I felt was cold.
She was a blessing I didn’t deserve.
I stirred gently, careful not to wake her, and made my way to the bathroom. My body still felt sore, every step a reminder of the night before. Of what I gave… of how it was received.
Of how I was discarded.
I stood under the shower longer than necessary, the water running down my skin like a baptism I desperately needed. But no amount of water could rinse
