To own my own career.
And in one night, I feel like that was taken away from me.
A lifetime of work.
Of sacrifice.
Gone.
KILLIAN
Lilah refuses to look at or speak to me on the drive home. She walks silently into the house and up the stairs, and the quiet closing of her bedroom door is louder than any slamming could ever be. She’s hurting, and I don’t know how to help her.
I’m not sure how long I stand at the bottom of the stairs before my phone vibrates in my pocket. Fucking hell. Don’t let this be Noah.
I don’t need to be any more in the middle of this shit show than I already am.
Jamie
Is she okay?
Killian
Did she look okay to you?
Jamie
None of that was okay.
Killian
She’s in her room. I’m giving her space.
Jamie
Don’t give her too much space. You know she’ll shut down.
Don’t I fucking know it.
That’s Lilah’s MO.
She has the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever known. But damn, if you hurt her, she can shut you out and not look back. I don’t think she’ll do that to Noah, but I didn’t think she’d do it to me, and look at us now. None of this is going to be easily dealt with.
Killian
Yeah. I got it.
Jamie
May the force be with you.
Killian
You’re still fucking weird, dude.
Jamie
Yoda was the man, asshole.