Lilian’s POV

There was no time left to look back. Regret was a luxury I’d already lost. The moment I stepped into Lilian’s life and took up her identity, my path had narrowed to one cruel choice: I would move forward as the Lord’s piece on the board.

There were only two ways this could end: either we saw it through to the very last moment, or they never made it that far at all.

The hemlock woods loomed ahead, dark and silent, and the mark on my chest began to throb again. It felt ...