Nico POV
But then why did I now feel the sharp jab of doubt against my chest, thinking about Nikolai, lila, my mother, and the entire situation that surrounded us all?
I couldn't allow it. Protecting our family, providing for them, and being the leader they all needed was my number one concern…no matter how much doubt currently choked the life out of me.
No matter what happened, I had no choice but to see this through. I've come this far, and I don't plan on failing now…not even when the woman whose life I'm supposed to take was busy cracking through the stone surrounding my fucking soul.
The next morning I stood by my bedroom window staring out. Lila was right. It was because of Nikolai and childhood memories that I hated the fucking view.
In fact, I didn't just hate the view, I hated the garden and the house too. I hated everything that reminded me of how my life once was.
