Chapter 175
- Lily POV
- Daisy’s next words stuck in her throat, like a fish gasping for air. But I knew exactly what she wanted to say—why the one who should’ve been lying on that filthy bed wasn’t me, Lily. How did it end up being her instead?
- She looked pathetic, wrapped in a stained sheet, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with bitterness—like something dragged out of hell.