Lily’s POV....
The rain was merciless. It pelted down in cold, hard sheets, blurring the world into a storm of gray and regret. My clothes clung to my skin like guilt, heavy and cold. I didn’t care. Let it wash away everything — the lies, the heartbreak, the truth I’d rather not have known.
Andrew.
Silver Mask.
The man who had been my escape was the same man who had broken my heart. I could still see his face in that dark room, the way his voice had dropped when he realized I’d recognized him — the shock, the guilt, the twisted satisfaction.
I felt foolish. I felt exposed.
Headlights slashed through the rain. Tires splashed through puddles behind me, slow and deliberate. I ignored them, hugging my arms around myself and walking faster.
I ran.
The rain drowned out my footsteps, but
