Lilith’s Pov
The dining room was so quiet, you could hear the spoons hitting the plates. No one moved. No one even chewed. After Nolan told Maya to watch her tongue, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
“You don’t get to say that to me,” I said softly, but firmly. My voice shook, but I meant it.
Maya scoffed. “I just asked a question, jeez.” She stabbed a piece of fish with her fork and shoved it into her mouth like she hadn’t just torn me apart with her words.
I blinked back the tears. But they came anyway. Warm. Sharp. Silent. My throat burned from trying to hold it all in.
“You don’t talk to her that way, Maya,” Nolan snapped. “She’s your brother’s wife. You don’t get to disrespect her like that.”
Maya rolled her eyes, lips twisted into a smug smile. “Why are you acting like this, Nolan
