Lily's POV
I stayed in bed long after the heavy click of my door signaled Cole was gone.
The room was still, but it smelled of cold rain and cedar. Every time I shifted, my body
felt heavy and exhausted, a dull ache lingering in my muscles. My wrists felt sore where
he’d held them down, and my head throbbed with a dull, persistent beat.
How could someone ignore me for two years, then show up and act like he owned
every breath I took? Worse… why was I lying here, staring at the ceiling, feeling
completely drained instead of just angry?
When the lock turned twenty minutes later, my stomach dropped.
Maya walked in, carrying three heavy paper grocery bags. “Lily! Guess what just
happened? Do you know Viola? The girl who wears cowboy boots with literally
everything….”
She stopped mi
