She didn’t know what she was apologizing for. For leaving her alone in this hospital bed. For not being able to protect her from the mate bond breaking. For surviving something that had destroyed her. For coming back changed in ways she didn’t fully understand yet.
For everything.
Her whole body was shaking now. Every muscle vibrating with the force of the tears she was finally allowing herself to cry. Three months of holding it together. Three months of surviving. Three months of moving through each day without breaking.
And now, sitting beside her mother’s unconscious form, she finally broke completely.
She wept into their joined hands, her whole frame wracked with sobs. The machines beeped steadily around her, indifferent to her pain. The hospital sounds continued outside the room....distant voices, the hum of equipment, the ordinary noise of people dealing with medical crisis.
And Lilith sat there and cried like her heart was breaking. Because it was. Because she’d survived something that should have destroyed her. Because her mother was still unconscious and might never wake up. Because she’d been sent away as payment and had come back fundamentally altered in ways she couldn’t yet articulate.
She cried until there were no tears left. Until her breathing slowly began to steady. Until her shaking gradually subsided to tremors.
She cried until she had no choice but to accept that she was home. That she’d survived. That this was what came after.
Slowly, her breathing regulated. The sobs became less frequent. She kept her forehead pressed against their joined hands, just breathing, just being present in the moment with her mother.
"I made it," she whispered finally. "I made it through, Mom. And I’m going to figure out what happens next. I’m going to keep you safe. I’m going to make sure the bills are paid. I’m going to...."
A knock came at the door.
Lilith’s head snapped up.
Standing in the doorway was a young omega....someone she vaguely recognized from her time in omega housing. The girl looked uncomfortable, like delivering messages to people was not her favorite task.
"Lilith?" the omega asked, her voice small.
Lilith quickly wiped her face with the back of her hand, trying to erase the evidence of her breakdown.
"Yes?"
"Alpha Garrett wants to see you," the omega said. "He’s asking for you in his office. Right now."
Lilith’s stomach dropped.
She looked back at her mother....at her mother’s peaceful, unconscious face. At the machines maintaining her life. At the hand she’d just been holding.
"Tell him I’m coming," Lilith said quietly.
The omega nodded and left.
Lilith sat there for another moment, still holding her mother’s hand.
"I’ll be back, Mom," she whispered. "I promise. Whatever he wants, I’ll come back."
She carefully set her mother’s hand back on the bed. Stood on legs that felt unsteady. Took a breath.

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