Elizabeth's POV
The Coffee Shop
Lily sat at our usual table, fingers locked around a coffee cup, staring into it as if the answers to the universe swirled inside.
A smile pushed its way onto my face, masking the unease clawing at my insides. My steps quickened toward her.
"Lily," I called, catching her attention and opening my arms for a hug.
She flinched, rejecting me with a wave of her hand.
Something was wrong. She had never acted like this before.
My hands dropped and I frowned. "Lily, What's wrong?"
She continued looking into her cup, not giving a response.
"Are you going to talk?" I asked again, my fingers curled against the edge of the chair as I sat across from her. "Say something, will you?"
She let out a sharp breath and lifted her gaze with a neut
