Chapter 121 Her Twisted Game

• Lilly POV
• I step into the main room and sink into one of the chairs, cradling a steaming cup of coffee in my hands. The soft murmur of conversation around me is comforting, and for a moment, I let myself relax. Mr. Henderson, one of my regulars, is scheduled to arrive in about five minutes. He always requests me, and while the sessions can be exhausting, they’re predictable—a small comfort in this chaotic world.
• As I chat with the other women, a genuine smile crosses my lips. Spending time with Callum last night, opening up to him, felt like a weight lifting from my chest. It was a step I’d needed to take for a long time. Now, as I sip my coffee, I feel lighter, more at ease.