Lilith’s Pov

I didn’t even know how it happened.

One second, I was standing there, half-smiling at Killian’s stupidly perfect speech, wondering how on earth I’d gotten so lucky to even be in that moment, and the next, it all came crashing back.

Like a thousand puzzle pieces falling from the sky and clicking back into place all at once.

A sharp, raw wave of memories slammed into me like a freight train. My chest seized, and I couldn’t breathe—couldn’t think—just felt everything.

Every scream.

Every kiss.

Every tear.

I remembered it all.

The accident.

The gallery speech.

The slow, sweet mornings with Killian.

The quiet heartbreak.

The way I...