Who is Lilith?
I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. Closed it.
Did I just mention Lilith to Asher? I replayed the conversation in my head.
Oh, no. I had.
This exhaustion must have been affecting me more than I thought. I was getting too careless. I trusted Asher so I let my guard down.
“Um,” I said eloquently. I tried again, “Lilith is…”
Would it be so bad to tell the truth? Lilith herself was remaining strangely quiet on the matter.
So I tried asking her directly, speaking in my mind, “I messed up. What should I do, Lilith?”
“If you tell him, you must be sure,” Lilith said. “You must consider all consequences.”
Lilith brought forth some images into my mind of a figure with my shape and form strapped to a doctor’s table, being experimented upon.
“You are special,” Lilit
