Lila POV
The second I heard him lock the bedroom door, I knew I had acted foolishly. I pushed him. I provoked him by asking the question I knew he wasn't ready to answer. But I was getting restless, confusion taking its toll on my mind, my sanity.
Ever since we got here, I had no desire to leave the room. I had no desire to face reality, but rather to stay here between these four walls and live inside the world Nico and I had created for ourselves. Our world felt safer. I felt stronger. And I liked it.
On the inside of our world, nothing else mattered. Death, money, lies, deceit, sadness…nothing mattered but us and this weirdly twisted bond we seemed to share. I didn't want to step out of this bubble we were in only to face a reality I wasn't sure I would be strong enough to survive.
I had convinced myself I was still his prisoner, and I preferred it that way. I preferred to live in our world, rather than live in mine…or his.
