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roic bravery while pointing to the sky. But now he's gone. Everything was taken from him by a cruel guy called Ethan Blackwood. When Dad's company failed, h
d, Mom?" I inquire in a low voice. With damp hands, she pauses and gives me a weary expression. It was a long time ago, Lilia. Dad
rtheless. I am no longer a child. I have a plan, and I'm twenty-eight. I'll travel to the large city where Ethan works, alter my name to Lila Smith, and
pack my favorite blue dress, pants, and tees. I pick up a photo of my dad grinning and holding me by the arm. I s
, the city is noisy-high buildings obscure the sky, and automobiles hoot. I discover a little apartment with just a bed and a table. It's sufficient, but it's not home. Et
Lila Smith, a well-organized girl who is consistently on time. I press submit and bide my time. As the days go by, I'm anxious and gn
his hand. I'll discover his secrets by entering his world. But a little part of me wonders what he's truly like while I lay in bed and stare at the black ceiling. What if he isn't the monster I bel