A Familiar Anger
While chatting with Lily again, I noticed something unsettling in her eyes—a kind of anger I’d seen before, but couldn’t quite place.
It was intense and familiar, stirring up old memories that left me uneasy. This wasn’t about me anymore.
It was clear there was more to her story, and possibly tied to something or someone from my past. It felt personal, but she wasn’t ready to say more just yet.