Chapter 3: Lily
Gray walked up the narrow staircase of their apartment building, his heart was still racing with excitement. He reached the small apartment door and opened it.
"Lily? Are you there?!"
Their apartment was cramped, barely enough for him and his sister. The walls were pale white, and the furniture was old and worn out.
As soon as he opened the door, the small living room greeted him. It had a couch that sagged in the middle, a worn-out coffee table with a chipped surface, and a small kitchen just after it.
The air always smelled a bit musty, and the only window they had in the place was covered by thick curtains.
Gray stood in the doorway for a moment, feeling a strange sense of warmth despite the coldness that his body was feeling.
"Brother?" a sweet and small voice from the inside echoed.
Gray moved his eyes, and there she was. His little sister, Lily, appeared from around the corner.
Lily was only ten years old. She was small and a little bit chubby. She had big bright eyes. Her hair was messy from playing alone and she wore a pink dress that was a little too big for her.
She was cute, with a round face and a wide smile that could melt anyone's heart.
Lily blinked when she saw Gray holding several bags of food. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly rushed over to him.