*~Young Lilith's POV~*
I stood up, my entire body numb, my thoughts like shards of glass slicing through a haze of pain. I couldn't feel anything—not fear, not sorrow, not even the lingering burn of my skin…only one emotion pulsed through me like venom: vengeance.
The door creaked open, and I stepped outside, my bare feet sinking into the cold floor. My mother was standing there, wide-eyed, her face pale as though she had just seen death.
"Lith," she whispered, voice trembling. "Go put on something. Why are you here… naked?"
I tilted my head, an eerie calm overtaking my voice. "You did this to me. You ruined me. You shattered my life."
I started walking toward her. Each step felt heavier, darker, as if the ground itself trembled beneath me. She kept stepping back, her hands trembling, eyes darting toward the stairs where she knew my father would be.
"Lith… what are you doing?" she asked, but her voice was breaking.
