~Connor~
A Year Later.
The truth still comes back to me in waves that steal my breath when I least expect it.
If someone had told me that my Lily would lose her mind, I would have laughed at them. I would have called them heartless. I would have said they did not know her, because Lily was not weak. She was emotional, yes, but she was also resilient in a way that made people underestimate how much she carried. She felt everything deeply, but she always found a way to keep going. She always found a way to survive.
I believed that made her unbreakable.
I was wrong.
When I look back now, I can see the cracks I refused to acknowledge. I can see how tired she was long before everything collapsed. I can see how the weight of everything pressed down on her until there was no room left for
