7
Adrian’s POV
I watched Lily from the doorway as she sat on the floor, surrounded by boxes of Ethan’s things.
She looked small like this. Fragile.
Her fingers skimmed over the edges of an old photo frame, her eyes looking distant.
I’ve been planning this moment. This final step. She needed to let go of this house.
And I needed to make sure she never looked back.
I leaned against the doorframe, keeping my voice gentle. “You’ve been sitting here for a while.”
She looked up, startled. “I just… needed a moment.”
I walked over, crouching beside her. “You don’t have to do this.”
She gave a small, tired smile. “I know.”
I reached for her hand, rubbing my thumb over her knuckles. “You’re not just sorting through old things, Lily. You’re holding onto a life that’s not here anymore.”
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