All Chapters of From Lies To Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter Seventy Two: The Day of WarLily's POVThe sun had barely risen, but the air was heavy with tension. Today was the day. The day everything changed. The day we lost or won everything.I went to the window, watching as the first glimpse of dawn spread out across the sky, painting the horizon with hues of orange and red. It was practically poetic, like the world itself was setting the stage for the impending battle.Behind me, I heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the room. I did not need to turn to recognize that it was Simeon. His presence was one that I had grown accustomed to sensing without sound or vision—it was in the way the air shifted when he was near, the way my heart reacted to him even in the midst of the chaos that surrounded us."We're ready," he said, his voice even but determined.I turned to face him. He was a king heading into battle. His black suit was immaculately tailored, his broad shoulders squared, his piercing eyes icy and focused. But I could s

Chapter Four: Battle - 2Lily's POVWe clashed again, blow for blow. Each punch we landed was driven by fury, pain, and the festering desire to end this war. Nelson raged like a beast—savage, unforgiving, relentless. But I was not weak. I was not the fragile girl he thought I was.I avoided his blow and bashed my elbow into his ribs. He groaned with pain, but before I could strike again, he struck back, kicking me hard in the stomach. I stumbled back, gasping for air. The coppery taste of blood was in my mouth, but I wiped my lips and again struck at him.Nelson was fast, but I was faster. I turned about at the last second, dodging his sword, and slashed my dagger across his thigh. He roared in pain, falling to one knee, but he still didn't go down."You're wearing thin, Lily," he snarled, gasping for air."Good," I growled. "Then I must be doing something right."I didn't have time to play around. I charged at her, determined to put this one to rest, but before I could strike, someth

Chapter Title: Left AloneLily's POVPain. That was all I could feel.Every part of my body hurt, and I could hardly move. My limbs were as hard as stones, weighed down and immobile. My head throbbed, and even breathing took effort.I attempted to talk, to tell Simeon not to leave me alone, but the words refused to leave my mouth. My throat was dry, my body depleted.Simeon sat beside me, his brow furrowed in concern. "Lily, hear me. We cannot stay here forever. Our men would have come by now, but they have not. Something is wrong."I blinked, my eyes straining to remain open. I wanted to signal my assent, but I couldn't.He pushed a hand through his messy hair and let out a sigh. "I need to go find someone—someone who can talk to our people. If I can get them to send a message, they'll fetch us."I gritted my teeth, suppressing the pain. My body screamed in protest, but I could move my head a little. I did not want him to leave.Simeon noticed my reaction and smiled weakly, strained.

Chapter Seventy EightNelson's POVI did not believe it. My mind would not accept what my eyes had just seen.Lily… my rival… was my sister.I stood frozen in place, incapable of movement, incapable of thought. The world around me disappeared into nothingness. I heard only the beating of my own heart.I looked at the chain around her neck—the same that I wore. My hand was shaking as I reached out and touched it slowly, as if it would disappear. But it didn't. It was solid.Then, I got on my knees and rolled up the torn sleeve, searching for something else—something that would make what I knew but still could not believe happen.And it was there.A small tattoo on her knee. The same tattoo I had. The one we both got as children, a promise of our commitment to never be separated.I couldn't breathe.My vision blurred as memories flooded my mind, slamming into me like waves.I remember us children, we children running barefoot in the fields, laughing bathed in the sun. I remember the gig

Chapter Eighty : Wake IpLily's POVA stabbing pain thudded in my head as my eyes fought to open. My body felt weak, my limbs heavy, as if I had slept for decades. The room was unfamiliar—white walls, the beep of machines, the scent of antiseptic. A hospital. That’s where I I tried to move, but my entire body cried out in pain. My head was muddled, couldn't remember what happened. I remembered the last thing only—fatigue, my body refusing to move, and then. darkness.My vision was coming back, and I heard voices—strained, angry."Leave her alone, Nelson!" Simeon's voice was sharp, enraged."And I told you I'm not leaving! You don't understand—""I don't want to hear it! She's my duty to keep safe! You don't belong here."I turned my head slightly and saw Simeon and Nelson standing by the doorway, their eyes fixed on each other like they were going to tear each other apart. Their fists were clenched, their jaws set. The atmosphere was charged with electricity.I swallowed, my dry thro