I'd been torn up inside, left for dead. I wasn't the same person who'd gone along with Judy's murder because I had no other option, because loving and supporting Owen was the only thing that made sense. I was more paranoid than that girl, a shell of my former self. I was no longer Lilz, but… Lily. That was who I was becoming. Fearful and fragile, and so terrified of losing my boyfriend that I clung onto him more than ever.
