Alex’s POV I found her one morning in the garden, her back turned to me as she tended to the flowers. She looked so small, so fragile as if the weight of the world rested on her shoulders. Taking a deep breath, I approached her. “Lily,” I said softly, my voice careful not to startle her. She stiffened but didn’t turn around. “Alex,” she replied, her tone polite but detached. “Is there something you need?” I frowned at her response, the coldness in her voice cutting deeper than I cared to admit. “I wanted to check on you,” I said. “You’ve been keeping to yourself lately. Is everything alright?” She turned slightly, just enough for me to see the guarded expression on her face. “I’m fine. Just tired, that’s all.” “Lily, if something is bothering you, you can tell me,” I urged, stepping closer. She shook her head, avoiding my gaze. “I said I’m fine, Alex. Please, don’t worry about me.” Before I could say more, she turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, a mix of
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