Lilith POV
Three days.
It had been three days since Lilith woke up in Nicholas's bed with a partial mark on her throat and holes in her memory and the overwhelming knowledge that she was not what she thought she was.
Three days of sleeping and waking and sleeping again, her body exhausted in a way that went deeper than physical tiredness. Three days of Agnes bringing her food and sitting with her while she picked at it, not pushing her to talk but just being there. Three days of Nicholas checking on her with careful eyes and Lucian hovering in doorways without coming in and Sebastian....
Sebastian stayed away.
Not entirely. She could feel him through the incomplete bond, could sense when he was close even when she could not see him. The bond pulled at her constantly, an ache in her chest that never quite went away, and she knew without asking that he was suffering too.
