CONNOR
It was only towards evening that Lily recovered a little: sure, she still had the complexion and gait of a corpse, and her eyes were duller than I was willing to accept, but at least she no longer had a headache, she had eaten and even had her usual after-dinner tea with Cassie.
Now her pain was purely emotional.
“He went down like a log,” she chuckled, quietly closing Ev's door behind her. He'd only wanted his mom for his bedtime routine that night, which had let me down a little. After all, he was my buddy.
Of course, I didn't take it personally — both because I knew perfectly well that Ev loved me and because there were times when he only wanted me, but above all because I was well aware of how attached he was, and always would be, to his mother — the only person who had o
