Lilith's POV
The heat was gone.
That was the first thing she noticed when she opened her eyes.
She checked twice because she didn't trust it.
Still gone.
She lay there and just.....breath. In and out. Waiting for it to come back the way it always came back. That clawing burn. That desperate need that had owned her body for five days straight.
Nothing.
She almost laughed but she couldn't because her her throat felt raw. Her legs were done. Every muscle she had was registering a complaint and some of them were registering two. She felt like she'd been taken apart and put back together by someone who'd lost the instructions halfway through.
But the heat was gone.
She sat up slowly.
That's when she saw the windows.
Both of them. Just....gone. The frames were there. The stone was there. But the glass was outward somewhere and cold morning air was coming straight in like it lived here now.
She stared at that for a moment.
Then she looked at the floor.
