WRITER'S POV

Lily rolls to the edge of the bed, soft moans escaping her lips as she struggles to get herself up from the bed. It was morning and the chirping of the bird filtered into her ears urging her on and out of the bed.

Soon her eyes flew open as the events of the days back came rolling into her head. A semi smile curved in her lips with her eyes still closed. Next there was a knock on her door which had her grumbling for a moment on how to leave her bed when all she ...