Lilith's Pov
My heart wouldn’t just calm down.
I hadn’t even done anything that dramatic—okay, maybe moving into my husband’s room was a bit much—but I wasn’t going to sit around being treated like a ghost bride.
“This is for the best,” I mumbled to myself as I paced into my room. “Either I fight now, or I let that man step on me with his devilishly expensive shoes for the rest of this marriage.”
I sank into my bed, let out a long sigh, and stared at the ceiling like it owed me answers. Then I grabbed my phone and called the only person who wouldn’t call me crazy: Emily.
“Hey girl! What’s up?” came her voice, loud and bright as always.
“I just declared war,” I said.
There was a pause. “...Like, on a nation? Or Killian?”
“Same difference.”
“Spill it.”
“I moved my things into his
