Lily’s POV
“Are you okay, ma’am? Do you need anything more?” Agnes asked gently, her voice laced with pity as she set the breakfast tray down on the side table. Her eyes flicked to the bruises she was trying not to stare at my wrists, my neck, the base of my throat. All the places that told the story I was too exhausted to repeat.
I gave her my best fake smile, the kind I’d mastered since entering this house. The kind that said I’m fine, even when my body screamed otherwise.
“Since Draco’s gone for his urgent meeting,” I said softly, adjusting the blanket over my legs, “can you help me back to my room? My body aches... and please check the first aid box for pain relief. Anything that can help me move without feeling like I’m made of glass.”
Agnes nodded quickly, her hands already wrin
