Chapter 125

Gliding in some weird stage between slumber and vague attention, Lily shifted on the expansive bed and reached her hand out.

“Rhye?” 

Her voice was no more than an irregular whisper, but there was a movement to the side, and the edge of the bed dipped down as someone settled next to her.

“Not Rhye, I’m afraid. Just a friend who has longed to meet you.” Cracking her eyes open a bare slit, Lily stilled as she caught sight of the tiny heart-shaped face that was all too familiar.

Christ the woman was so beautiful, middle-aged. Elegant in the right places.

"I'm Dimitri's wife. My name is Demi."

Same blond hair, although she was cut short and spiked. The same green eyes. The same slender body. Even the same stubborn line of their jaw. 

It would take only a glance at Demi’s serene expression and sweet smile to recognize the difference. There was nothing peaceful or adorable about Lily. Careful not to jolt her aching head, Lily scooted up the pil