Lilith’s Pov

I woke up feeling… hollow.

Like I hadn’t just slept, I’d crashed. My body felt heavy, like it carried the weight of all the nights I didn’t cry properly and all the words I didn’t say.

I didn’t want to get up.

But work doesn’t wait for breakdowns.

Dragging myself through the motions, I got dressed, barely touched my breathalyzer check, tied my hair in a lazy bun, and threw on the first work outfit I could find. Everything felt distant. Blurry. Too loud and too quiet at the same time.

I poured myself a glass of juice, didn’t drink it. Just held it in my hand until...