Damir Valentinov

You're sitting on the couch in your mansion, sipping your favorite drink. Your thoughts are consumed by Lillyy.

You stand in the living room, your hands in your pockets as you watch Lillyy from a distance. You've been observing her for a while now, your gaze fixated on her every move.

Lillyy was sitting on a chair, her hands folded on her lap. She looked fragile and delicate, her hazel eyes darting around the room, filled with fear.