LILA POV
I'm about to do something stupid. Don't blame me.
Sometimes, life is like a cruel joke, serving you lemons when you don't even have water or sugar to make lemonade. And yet, they say you have to make it work. Either you stand up and do something, or you sit there and let life devour you whole.
In my case, life hasn't just served me lemons-it's thrown the entire tree at me, roots and all. But no more. I'm done sitting down and letting my circumstances dictate my every move. I'm taking a deep breath, standing up, and squeezing every last drop out of those lemons.
Lemonade, here I come.
My thoughts instantly raced back to Derrick, my anchor, my boy, lying helplessly on that hospital bed. The doctor demanded fifty thousand dollars for his treatment-some fancy name for an ail
