|| VALENTINA's POV ||

The smell in her room made me nostalgic. I remembered the fresh scent of rose smell which was her favourite. It felt like she was here yesterday. Reality was pretty much different from this. She was gone for three years. After the hostel manager left me alone in Lily's living room, all I felt was a strong wave of sorrow. Looking up at the fan, I imagined her, hanging there.

Letting out a low sob, I sat down on her bed, crying silently, reminiscing about the beautiful memories that we had. All of her things were left untouched. It looked like no one had come to...