Lily was shocked enough to sober up a little. She shook her head, trying to clear her vision, and saw Sophia in front of her, frantically scratching at her arms, which were now covered in red welts and hives.
"Let's go, I'm taking you to the hospital."
"But it's you who's heartbroken—aren't I supposed to be the one comforting you?"
"…"
That's right—it was supposed to be Lily who needed comfort and care.
No.
Lily didn't need anyone to take care of her. She had always taken care of herself.
Since she'd had to rely on others, she had learned to live by caring for herself.
With a trembling hand, she removed the Tears of Airlie ring from her finger and tossed it onto the dresser.
Lily's body shook as she helped the unsteady Sophia out of the apartment.
Starting today, she would tear away the label of Ethan Blackwood and return to being Lily Anderson.
Hopefully, she could still find her way back…
