Lily's pov…….
The mirror didn’t lie.
For the first time in weeks, I looked… alive.
The soft curls framed my face like falling ribbons, brushing against my collarbones with every move. The stylist had cut my hair in layers, giving it a bounce I never had the confidence to try before. It made me look lighter—like I’d let go of something I didn’t even realize I was holding.
The black satin dress hugged my body in all the right places, delicate straps tracing over my shoulders. The neckline was modest, but the sheen of the fabric made it look daring under the light. Paired with silver heels and a faint cherry lip tint, I felt like a stranger in my own skin. A prettier, braver stranger.
I was heading to the Obsidian club, I don't why I was doing that but I know I had to, to release some te
