Sheer panic pumped through Lily’s lungs. She should’ve never told him the truth—she should’ve just let him believe there was a chance. Maybe eventually he would’ve gotten over Isabelle. Maybe, eventually they could’ve been happy together.
But she had too much respect for him. And as she paced the damp tunnels, Lily couldn’t bear the regret she felt tightening her chest. She had ruined it. She had ruined everything, and where was she to go now?
Damon hated her.
He was going to burn this place to the ground.
She escaped the tunnels and made it to the basement without leaving a print behind her. But the moment Lily stepped out of the basement door, she slammed into something hard and found herself gazing up at the prince.