Lilith's Pov
As soon as I stepped out of Nolan’s house, a driver stood quietly at the side, waiting.
No questions. No comments.
Just a silent nod before he opened the car door for me.
I slipped inside and watched as the streetlights stretched across the windows in gold streaks.
I didn’t say a word.
Not on the ride.
Not when I stepped out.
Not even when I stood in front of our—his—house.
The familiar walls wrapped around me the second I walked in, and yet they didn’t feel familiar at all. Maybe because everything inside this house held a trace of Killian.
Even the air felt heavier around his name.
As I walked up the stairs, my mind wandered to earlier.
To the way he rejected my painting like it was nothing. Like I was nothing.
And then to the laughter I shared with Nolan.
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