Chapter Sixteen
Lillian handed Emilia a cup of coffee, while carefully avoiding her gaze because she wasn’t sure she could hide her concern. She hadn’t been snooping, she had been making a hot drink, but Emilia’s cupboards were practically bare. It broke Lillian’s heart to think of her friend living hand to mouth, no doubt wondering where her next meal was coming from let alone the medication she needed that cost thousands of euros a month.
Faced with the extent of her financial hardship, Lillian struggled to understand why Emilia hadn’t said anything. They might have been poles apart in many ways, but she thought they were better friends than that, and she was momentarily hurt to think that they weren’t. But then Lillian reviewed her own circumstances, and the fact that she was currentl
