(Lily POV)

The bedroom door burst open at 2 AM, slamming against the wall with a crack that made my heart stop. Alex stood silhouetted in the doorway, his phone clutched in one hand, his face twisted with a rage I'd never seen before.

"You lying bitch."

I froze in my wheelchair, my legs, which could actually walk now, tucked beneath the blanket. For six days, I'd been secretly exercising, hiding my recovery, spitting out the mercury-laced medications. But somehow, he knew.

"Alex, what.." I started, but he crossed the room in three strides and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back so violently I saw stars.

"Don't play stupid...