About his life.
About the years she had missed.
About the little brother who never stopped believing that she hadn’t left her voluntarily.
And every time he left, he touched her stone and said:
— You were never forgotten.Home & Garden
Years later, people in the city stopped calling her « the girl who disappeared ».
Finally, they said their names.
Lily Carter.
A daughter.
A sister.
A girl who trusted the wrong person.
A truth that had been hidden for fifteen years.
And a memory that no one could ever bury.
