But despite the guilt that weighed heavy on her heart, Lily couldn't shake the lingering resentment that lingered beneath the surface. Abby may have changed, but the wounds of the past ran deep, and the scars they left behind were not so easily forgotten.
With a heavy sigh, Lily turned her attention back to Alice, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. "I don't know what happened to her," she admitted, her voice tinged with regret. "But whatever it was, it certainly turned her into someone we never could have imagined."
As if she could hear their whispered conversation, Abby turned gracefully, her eyes locking with Lily and Alice's. With a subtle smirk playing at the corners of her lips, she raised her glass in a silent toast, her gaze unwavering.
Lily felt a chill run down her spine as she met Abby's piercing stare. It was as if Abby knew they were talking about her, as if she could hear every word they had uttered in hushed tones.