Killian’s Pov

The hum of the road beneath the car was a soft vibration against my silence.

I should’ve felt relief. Maybe even freedom.

Instead, all I could feel was the sting of her tears.

Lilith.

Her eyes. The way they welled up, the way her voice trembled. The way she held onto my shirt like I was the only thing keeping her upright, and how I looked her dead in the eye and told her I didn’t care.

A lie so sharp it still echoed in my chest.

I didn’t sleep last night. Not really. I stared at the ceiling, blankly like I was haunted. Every time I closed...