Chapter 166. I Don’t Blame You

Lilith POV

I couldn’t cry. I desperately wanted to cry, but I couldn’t. I once read in a book that when tragedy truly hits someone, the first emotion they process is shock.

Then disbelief. Then hope that it isn’t true, that it’s just a dream. And finally, the brutal realization that it is real… and that you have no choice but to face it. I guess I belonged to that category after all.

When I first heard about my father’s death on the battlefield, I didn’t cry. I didn’t react. I kept telling myself it was just a nightmare. But it was only when I saw my mother’s unconscious body… with a bottle of wolfsbane lying beside her… that I had no choice but to accept the truth.

So maybe that was why… Why, as Samuel uttered those words, I fell into a daze. I didn’t see anyone. Not even when Silas, Lucien, and Claude looked at me with shock and hurt in their eyes. Not even when Theila cried as she dressed me, her hands shaking. Not even when we drove to the hospital