Chapter 25

LILY'S POV.

I folded the last of my clothes, placing them carefully in a box.

It was morning, a day after the event that had almost gotten me killed, and throughout last night, I couldn't sleep; with my eyes wide open, I stared up at the ceiling, planning my exit out of the manor.

It was a tough decision, especially when my subconscious seemed to remind me I was behind on my rent, might have gotten fired from my job, and had absolutely nothing to get Eva going.

But still, it was better than staying past my welcome, parasitizing on a help rendered. So at six that morning, I had begun to get my things in order, ignoring the migraine that pierced through my skull from the hangover from last night.

I smiled when I remembered Priest scrunching his nose at the smell of alcohol oozing from my breath, but still, he had stayed around.

At seven, I was done packing, and in the next thirty minutes, I was walking towards Eva's room, situated in another part of the house.

I knocked quietly on her