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    As I opened the door, I saw her belongings just as she had left them. The pens scattered across the desk, the ink stains, and the dolls on the bedside table—all seemed to still carry her scent. My nose tingled, and tears filled my eyes.


    Taking a deep breath, I managed to restrain my tears and quietly shut the door. I turned the key and locked the room.


    As night fell, I was restless in bed. Moonlight slipped through the slight opening in the curtains, casting a cold glow across the bedsheet. My mind raced, swirling with thoughts, reying past events like scenes from a movie. I found myself continuously wondering how everything hade to this point.


    Only as the first streaks of sun appeared on the horizon did I sumb to an exhausted sleep.


    However, my rest was short-lived. Before the morning sun could fully brighten the room, urgent knocking at the door roused me. From outside, a servant’s respectful voice announced, “Miss Dunn, Lily would like to talk to you.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    Lily wanted to talk to me? I had mixed feelings about seeing her. I assumed this would probably be thest time we crossed paths. After this, we wouldn’t see each other again. After some hesitation, I decided to go ahead and see her.


    As I approached, the prison’s heavy metal gate made a harsh sound as it was opened to let me in. I inhaled deeply and walked through.


    I found Lily in a dim corner. She appeared frail under the yellowish lighting, her body marked with bruises and wounds. The spark that once lit up her eyes seemed reced by a veil of hopelessness.


    As soon as Lily spotted me, she broke down in tears. Her voice choked with sobs as she said, “Makenna, I was wrong, so very wrong, please forgive me…”


    She moved toward me, reaching out to clutch at my pants.


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    I stepped back from her grasp and said softly, “Lily.” Gazing down at her crying in agony, I continued, “Everyone must endure the consequences of their actions. You’re not a child anymore; I believe you understand this.”


    At my words, Lily seemed to turn to stone. Her crying ceased, leaving her cheeks wet with the marks of her tears.


    She said nothing more and just looked at me with eyes full of regret and despair.


    I shut my eyes briefly, and upon reopening them, anyst traces of hesitation had vanished. With a decisive turn, I walked away.


    “I’m sorry, really sorry!” Lily’s distraught voice echoed as I neared the gate of the prison.


    I closed my eyes and continued walking, without turning back or responding.


    Before stepping out for good, I quietly gave some money to a guard. “Please get Lily some medicine. Try to ease her pain, and make sure she’s not mistreated,” I instructed.


    The guard nodded in agreement, and I walked away, not once looking back.


    From that moment on, I washed my hands of any involvement with Lily.


    Upon reaching my home, the morning sun cast a warm glow over the stone pathway.


    From afar, I noticed Alice waiting at the door of the small house, seemingly waiting for me.


    “Good morning, Alice,” I called out, a smile ying on my lips as I approached.


    Bathed in sunlight, Alice’s smile bloomed brightly, and her voice rang with joy. “Good morning, Makenna.”


    Noticing her bubbly demeanor, I yfully scanned her from head to toe. “What’s got you in such high spirits? Did something special happen between you and Amon?”


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