…one single word: Lily.
What could have been a normal nickname ended up jolting Samantha's memory of the flowers that Timothy received during his recuperation at the hospital.
Those flowers were lilies.
The perfume, those lilies, the time frame of her hospital visit, their countless chance encounters before; all of it might seem unrelated if one did not give it too much thought. However, all of it seemed to be related to Timothy when the dots were connected.
Samantha tightened her grip on the phone.
Could it all have been a coincidence, or was Timothy really involved in it?
She had known Timothy for so long, and although he was surrounded by a multitude of women, she was very familiar with each one of them and Harmony was not someone she ever saw.
Harmony's face was so beautiful that it would almost definitely leave a strong impression on Samantha.
