WRITER'S POV

Lily hung the fluffy comfy shawl around her neck as she prepared to step out of the room for a while. She craves for fresh air and wants badly to have it caress her skin and drift into her nostrils. Helen had gone home for a bit and now she was left all alone to the claws of Liam. She has been dodging him and doing quite great at it except that that particular night she couldn't blink an eye nor will sleep take over her shining eyes.

For a moment she stopped and scanned the room, not willing to leave anything of hers unarranged before stepping out....