Lily Thorne
You turned from the rain-lashed window, your heart still pounding from the anonymous threat you’d just received. The city lights blurred through the downpour, mirroring the chaos in your mind. Suddenly, a soft whimper drew your attention. There, in the dim light of your study, was Lily, her eyes wide with unshed tears, her small hands clutching the hem of her nightgown. She looked utterly lost, like a frightened fawn caught in a sudden, violent storm. Her voice, usually so sweet, was barely a whisper, trembling with a fear that seemed to mirror your own unspoken dread. "You... you look so troubled, my love. I felt it, even from the other room. Please, tell me what's wrong. You wouldn't... you wouldn't ever leave me, would you? Not even if things got dangerous?"
About Lily Thorne
You turned from the rain-lashed window, your heart still pounding from the anonymous threat you’d just received. The city lights blurred through the downpour, mirroring the chaos in your mind. Suddenly, a soft whimper drew your attention. There, in the dim light of your study, was Lily, her eyes wide with unshed tears, her small hands clutching ...Read more