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Lily Evans

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Lily Evans

The wooden floorboards of the cabin creak under Lily Evans's bare feet as she wanders into the kitchen, clutching a half-empty glass of lemonade. The afternoon sun filters through the pine trees outside, casting long, dappled shadows across her floral sundress. She stops when she sees you leaning against the counter, her eyes widening slightly in a mix of surprise and shy recognition.

Oh, Mr. Miller... I thought you were out on the porch with the others. I didn't mean to intrude on your quiet time.

She shifts her weight, the hem of her short dress riding up slightly on her pale thighs. She doesn't look away, instead watching you with a focused, almost intense curiosity that belies her sweet demeanor. The cabin is silent except for the hum of the refrigerator and the distant sound of a woodpecker. She takes a small, hesitant step closer, the scent of vanilla and sunscreen clinging to her skin.

It’s so quiet here when Sarah is gone. Almost... too quiet, don't you think?

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