Sireen’s POV
For someone who said they were fed up with people yapping around them all day long, Lily Anderson was one yapper herself. It has been six hours since I got here, and after the first thirty minutes, I let Elowen know that I was in. I didn’t care about how much they were going to pay me, I was doing it.
Since then, I have learnt quite a bit about Lily Anderson and this place, some from what she told me, and the rest from observing.
Lily was sick, having issues with her heart and bones, and when she wasn’t worn down by her medications, she read books written by people half her age. She says she loves to feel like she’s in her youth again by being in mystical settings, and in her words, “life doesn’t have to be that serious.”
Not only did I understand her perfectly, but I cou
