My Husband Told Me Not to Open the Trunk for Days — What I Discovered Late One Night Changed Everything
I should’ve picked up on the shift when Lily swept her hair behind her ears. It was the first time she wasn’t covering the scar. That scar had haunted her since the accident—three years ago, when she was just eleven. One moment by the campfire, a faulty propane tank, and then flames. The doctors called…