Ashes of Lily: A Mother's Fury

horne's gilded cage. Our six-year-old, Lily, was

mistress-EA. Lily's accident turned chilling when Jack, enraged by her d

drone feed for me. I watched my terrified daughter face scorpions, rattles

poisoned confession: she orchestrated the spill. Jack simply sought an excuse to hurt

vanished with her ashes, fueled by icy fury. My geological expertise, once dismissed,