Hello, my lovelies! How are you crazy bitches doing? I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but life has been hectic. But don't worry, I've written three chapters to make up for the long-ass wait. This book is fast approaching the end, and I'm already missing it. But, I'm also happy because I can finally end Killian and Lilly's crazy journey. 

Anywhore, happy reading. I hope you enjoy it. Love all you crazy bitches.  

*****

Lilly's P.O.V

I watched him sleep. He looked so peaceful, so perfect. I still didn't understand why I loved him so much, or what to make of our strange connection. I just knew that I loved him. I would do anything for him, be anything for him. There was no doubt in my mind that it was up to me to keep him and my family safe. I had to do what he was unwilling to do.

Slipping out of the bed, I got dressed and made my way downstairs. I didn't want to wake him because he wouldn't let me go through with my plan. Although, I knew that it would be a while before he finally woke, and by then it would be too late for him to stop me.

I felt guilty for drugging him, but I had to do it. Kinsley had to be stopped, and I had to be the one to stop her.

Lacey was sitting outside on the swing seat that Killian had installed for the triplets. She had a blanket thrown across her legs and a steaming cup of coffee in her hand. The rich aroma hit me when I opened the door.

"Hi," She greeted timidly.

My instinct told me to ignore her and go on my way. But memories of what my parents told me flashed in my head. It was my fault that she ended up with Richard. Had I not left her in the diner, we would have grown up together. Whether we would have gotten along was still debatable.

"Hi," I replied, feeling awkward.

We had some much to talk about and nothing to talk about at the same time. We were so close, but yet so far apart from each other.

"Are you going out?" She asked trying to make conversation.

I sighed. It was frustrating pretending like we were okay with each other and trying to cover it up with small talk.

"Look Lacey, let's not do this. We're both grown-ass adults, let's not play this childish game."

She nodded, looking down into her cup. I knew that I was being harsh, but life was harsh. I wasn't going to stand there and pretend like she didn't f**k my life up, all because I felt guilty about what happened when I was a child.

"Leaving you in the diner was my fault. I should have stayed, and I shouldn't have said those mean words to you. But that doesn't excuse what you did to me. At least, I was a kid who didn't know better. What the f**k was your excuse? You destroyed my life for your own selfish gain. I can never forgive you for that, and I don't know if I will ever stop hating you. However, I'm willing to try and not be your enemy. I don't know if I can ever be your sister again, but I at least want us to be civil with each other."

She looked back up and nodded, tears in her eyes. Her tears pissed me off because I could tell that she was genuinely sorry for her action. I didn't want to feel any kind of sympathy for her. I just wanted to carry on hating her. I turned to leave, but her words stopped me.

"It wasn't his fault, you know."

I turned to her, "What?"

"Killian. He thought I was you. Throughout it all, he kept calling your name."

I had to clench my fist to stop myself from grabbing her. I didn't know what she expected me to say. Did she want me to tell her that it was okay, that I understood why she did what she did?

"I knew it was wrong, but I just wanted what you had." She continued.

"Spare me your explanation." I spat. "I don't want to have to think about my husband f**king my twin sister."

I walked away, leaving her there. With my family and with my husband. I hated her, but Killian would need her if I didn't make it back alive.

*****

It's all going to be over soon. I'm doing this so that my family will finally be safe.

I kept chanting those words in my head, trying to convince myself that I was doing the right thing, but I was having a hard time believing my own words.

I knew that Killian would be mad when he found out what I had done, but his judgment was very clouded when it came to me. He would never do what needed to be done.

"I'm not going to be far behind you, Lilly. It's a quick in and out, we just need her to follow you."

I nodded my head at Mik. We were both taking a risk. A risk that could potentially damage his relationship with Killian. When I first approached him about what I planned to do, he was against it, but I had managed to convince him that it was our only option. He agreed, but only if I followed his plan.

"I've got this Mik, don't look so worried."

He ran his hand through his hair and release a sigh. "Easy for you to say. If this doesn't go well, Killian will kill me."

I wanted to tell him that he was wrong, but I wasn't confident with that reply. Either way, it was a risk that we were both willing to take to protect our families from the people trying to harm them.

"And we're sure that this is where she hangs out," I asked as I strapped the blade inside my boots.

"Yes, our intel finally came through. Our informant says that she spends most of her time here. When she's not with her daughter, she's here with him."

I couldn't believe that Kinsley had a daughter. But what was more shocking was hearing that Jason was dead. I still hadn't retrieved all of my memory of them, but I had enough to know that they were a big part of my life once.

I wanted to know what happened to her to make her become that way. I also wanted to know how Jason died, and why she thought that it was Killian's fault. When I asked Killian about it, he claimed that he hadn't seen Kinsley in years. The last time he saw her, was when she told him she was pregnant. So, why was she blaming him for Jason's death?

"Time to go pay Jason a visit."

Mik nodded at me. He looked unsure but determine at the same time. We were parked just outside the cemetery. Far away that we wouldn't be seen by anyone passing by, but close enough if we needed to escape quickly.

"Be careful, Lilly. Don't do anything stupid and for god's sake, don't get hurt."

I heard the frustration in his voice. He was worried that I'd go off script and do things my own way. That wasn't my plan, but if it came down to it, I was going to do what needed to be done.

"I'll be fine, Mik, don't worry."

I didn't wait for him to reply. I exited the car and walked to Jason's grave. It was very easy to locate. It was the only one that was well kept.

As I stood there, memories of us together filled my head. I had loved him once, and he had loved me. At one point, I was convinced that he was going to be the one I spent the rest of my life with, but fate had other plans for me. He was my first love, but Killian was my true love.

I placed the flowers down. Crouching to touch his tombstone. His Picture was engraved on it. I smiled, remembering how beautiful he was. He would light up any room he walked into.

"Hi Jason, sorry it took me so long to come see you. I lost my memory for a bit, it's all good now. I hope you're not mad."

Tears trickled down my face and I wiped them away. It felt good crying. A part of me had started to believe that I had become void of emotions because when I thought about what I had planned to do to Kinsley, I felt nothing. She was my best friend for years, but still, I could easily think of killing her.

"So much has happened, Jason. I don't even know where to start."

I sat on the grass and crossed my legs. Settling in to have a comfortable conversation with him.

"I heard you're a dad. I've never seen your daughter, but I'm guessing that she's beautiful and smart, just like you were."

I sighed, feeling regret for all the lost time between us. We had allowed ourselves to drift apart. But it was my fault, I should have kept in contact with him the way I had with Kinsley and Jessy. Maybe, none of this would have happened.

"I'm so sorry Jason. I never really told you that. I never really apologised for what I did to you. For hurting you. I know it's too late now, but I hope that you can forgive me. I really did love you. For the two years that we spent together, I really did love you. But we just weren't meant to be. I found my destiny and so did you. I just wish things hadn't turned out this way."

It was too late for regrets, but I couldn't help feeling like I could have handled things better.

"Heads up, Sis. She's on her way in."

I had forgotten that I had my comms in my ears. I had even momentarily forgotten that I was there to do a job. Standing in front of Jason's grave made me lose confidence in what I'd planned to do. He loved Kinsley, and I was planning to kill her.

But she was planning to do the same to you.

The thought slipped into my head, solidifying my composure just a bit. I still felt guilty, but not that much that I'd let her go scot-free. She needed to pay for what she did to me and my family.

I stood, wiping the tears from my eyes, composing myself as best as I could. I didn't want to show any kind of weakness in front of her.

"Is she alone?"

I wanted to make sure that she wasn't with her daughter. If it came down to it and she tried anything, I didn't want her daughter to get hurt.

"Yeah, and that is what's bothering me. She knows that Killian is hunting her. Why would she travel without an escort? Unless... Shit! Lilly, get out of there, it's a trap!"

His warning wasn't even fully out of his mouth when I saw men approaching me from everywhere. Shit! I was outnumbered. We had been set up. She knew that I was coming, and she planned for it.

"Hello, Lilly. Sucks to see you alive, but you won't be for long."