Lilith pov

You know that feeling like you’ve been hit by a truck, or thrown off a tall building, only to realize it’s just a vicious hangover that makes your head feel like it's splitting open?

Yeah… this was worse.

Every inch of my body ached, heavy and sore, the kind of exhaustion that sank deep into my bones. Fragments of last night flickered through my mind—heat, blurred touches, voices, hands until everything had become too much and I’d slipped into darkness.

And now…

Now I was awake.

Bruises and marks littered my skin, enough to make anyone stop and stare. Enough to make Theila and Lora’s eyes widen so...