Lilith pov

Emptiness.

That was all I felt.

No sorrow at the fact that my mother was gone. No closure that I had been able to see her before she died. No relief that she was finally at peace with my father once again.

I just felt nothing.

Not even the ache in my chest.

Just… emptiness.

It had been two days since my mother died. Two days since we buried her. Two days since I last shed those tears.

And during those two days, I hadn’t left my room. I hadn’t done anything. I hadn’t spoken to anyone. I hadn’t eaten.

I had locked myself inside, curled up on...