Yarin's POV:
Aunt Teresa didn't show any signs of stopping. Her attention gradually shifted from her daughter to complaining. It was as if Lily was a baby who was used to crying to get the attention of her elders. As if she had deliberately planned such a disappearance to attract attention.
"... She is like a stray werewolf now! Wandering the world despite having a home to return to. I wondered what kind of friends she is hanging out with to become such a worrying child! Lily was so cute and obedient when she was young. I remember bringing her and her brothers home to visit their relatives. A strawberry lollipop was enough to make her sit obediently for the entire afternoon..."
I couldn't stand it anymore and said coldly, "But Lily doesn't like strawberries at all, Aunt Teresa. Lily doesn't like any fruit, not strawberries, peaches, apples, or anything else."
