Lilith’s Pov

Ever since Nolan brought me home, everything has felt... calm.

It’s been about two days now, and he’s been nothing but sweet. He barely lets me lift a finger. And sure, I technically can’t, not with my leg wrapped like a mummy, but still… he treats me like I’m made of glass. Breakable and precious.

He even brought someone to help me bathe and get around.

Polly. That’s her name.

She’s young, quiet, and always smiling. She never complains, not even when I spill water all over the bathroom tiles or ask her to redo my messy bun three times in a row.

As she finished making my...