The pictures in Lily’s mind singed. Never the same. Always damaged. Always incomplete. A falsity to being an honest representation of the past.
That’s what being next to Julian Douglas did to a person like Lily.
The pictures in Lily’s mind singed. Never the same. Always damaged. Always incomplete. A falsity to being an honest representation of the past.
That’s what being next to Julian Douglas did to a person like Lily.