C75 Merge

Lillian's Point Of View.

I had picked a familiar scent from afar. A scent that would breathe his last breath the day we meet.

A day like this happened too soon, and I never knew he would be the one who would walk to me.

I grabbed the knob, opened the door and stepped out of the house. His eyes dropped like he had just seen a ghost.

Of course, he told Isabella I was dead so