Lily's POV.
I pressed the pillow harder against my ears, desperate to block out the moans and gasps echoing from Draco's room. This had become my reality ever since Isabella arrived, and to make matters worse, our rooms were so close that I could hear every intimate sound. It was unbearable.
I clenched my fists, my body rigid with frustration and anger. Weekends had turned into a special kind of hell for me. No school to distract me, no escape from the torment, and the constant reminder that I was nothing more than a pawn in their twisted games.
I sat up abruptly, tossing the pillow aside. The sound was relentless, drilling into my mind and making my skin crawl. My cheeks burned with humiliation. I hated this...hated the way Draco flaunted his infidelity without a care, hated how power
