Chapter 117: Scars
Xavier’s laughter echoed in Lily’s mind. The same familiar cackle he had. The one that made her stomach turn, the one that gave her nightmares.
“Look at you! A smart little mutt,” His voice was sharp and mocking. “Do it, Lily. End it all. Do us all a favor and end your pathetic life.”
Lily’s hand trembled. One quick slash and the pain would end. She’d be free.”
“Once a coward, always a coward,” He continued to taunt, circling her like a predator, “You never change.”
Lily’s body shook violently. She could feel the cold blade pressed against her neck. Despite the taunts, the shadows she could not fight, Lily didn’t want to die.
She remembered the promise she made to Martha.
Zayn was stunned by the scene before him. Lily had one hand on the dagger, and the other was desperately trying to pull it away. She gripped the blade tightly, desperate to get it away.
Blood began to trickle between her fingers as the blade cut into her palm.
“Lily!” Zayn called out to her.
He lunged forward, grabbing her wrist. Her strength shocked him. Despite her small frame, desperation made her powerful. He struggled to pry the dagger out of her hands.
“Lily,” he said firmly, trying to break through her trance. “It’s not real. Whatever you’re seeing, it’s not real!”
Still, she was too strong for him. No matter how much strength he used, he was still unable to pry the dagger out of her hands. She was using more force than she had before. The blade cut deeper into her palm and fingers.