Lilith’s Pov

I turned on the bed, my body aching. My head… it was pounding.

I opened my eyes slowly, and the pain hit me like a truck. “Fuck,” I groaned, clutching my head. It was bad. Really bad.

I must have drunk too much last night.

Sitting up, I blinked a few times to focus. The light stung. I reached for the lamp side table and took my usual glass of water, Rose always left it there for me every single morning. I hadn’t even thanked her properly for the kind gesture.

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