Lily's POV
I padded down the hallway, my steps echoing faintly against the polished floors. Oddly, my clothes felt comfortable enough, and I was grateful for them.
Quickly, I approached the front door, hoping to get to the hospital and head straight for a boutique as well. Mr Blackwood's dress clothes and the blue dress he'd bought for me yesterday were the only pieces of clothing I had to my name—it was either that or walking around the house naked.
I approached the front door and pulled the handle, opening the door. I dashed outside, and the first thing I noticed was a well-dressed chauffeur standing outside, leaning casually against a black luxury car.
A chauffeur was the last thing I was expecting. At most, I was hoping to take a bus downtown. Well at least, he didn't make Joe pick
