Chapter 27
Maybe Lily had already tossed those torn pages by then. Part of me hoped so; it would mean less to worry about. But another part felt a pang of disappointment—the chance to understand Lily's past might be lost. Then, I found them, tucked inside a white plastic grocery bag that looked destined for the trash. Even though torn into fragments, Lily's handwriting was unmistakable, the paper's texture and pattern a perfect match for the brown notebook.
I glanced at them quickly. They were Lily's diaries, no doubt! And just from glancing at a few scraps, I saw a name that twisted my heart, Jack!
Should I even be looking at this? I looked at the black trash bag in my hand, then at the torn pieces in the other. I hesitated.
"Hey, Kevin. How's the cleaning going? Take a break, I made some juice." Lily's sweet voice came from outside, and it sounded like she was almost on the second floor.
I must have been too focused on the diary to notice Lily coming upstairs. What should I do? I gritted my teeth and quickly stuffed the pieces of paper into my jeans pocket.
"Almost done," I replied guiltily as I walked out the door.
By evening, the cleaning was almost finished. Afraid that Lily would find the pieces of paper in my pocket, I quickly stuffed the torn diary pages into my backpack. Although I had thought about flushing the pieces down the toilet, I couldn't bring myself to do it for some reason.
Thinking about the name "Jack" in the diary, my feelings were all over the place. Two months ago, in this house, Jack had humiliated Lily—my Lily. That night, Lily had been violated repeatedly, in countless degrading positions, every orifice used. And she'd seemed...compliant. A year earlier, when Lily had written this diary, she had still been Jack's girlfriend. Had that bastard been using her like this every day back then? Did every corner of this room hold the echoes of their depravity? The thought was agonizing, yet, shamefully, my cock stirred.
"What are you thinking about? You look strange." Lily's voice suddenly brought me back from my thoughts.