LILY’S POV

Days turn into weeks and weeks into months... I watch my friend gradually turn into a shadow of her former cheerful self. It has been difficult for her to fully come to terms with his departure even after a year.

Her present state brings back memories of her wait as a child at the orphanage, her endless wait for her mysterious man.

I hate to see her this way. I wished there was something that I could do to pull her out of this state, just anything at all and I will be so glad to.

“I know you mean well” she yawned and twined herself up on...