Lily's POV — After She Left Nathaniel's Mansion
"Someone save me!!" Lily muttered under her breath, her steps shaky as she hurried down the dimly lit alley. She knew full well no one was going to magically appear, but she said it anyway—half joke, half prayer, and fully terrified.
This all started a week ago.
She had finished shooting for the day and was cheerfully meeting fans outside the studio. The usual photos, signatures, laughs. Everything felt normal—until she got a message from an unknown number.
I'm coming for you.
Lily rolled her eyes at it back then. She had assumed it was some random hater. Actresses had those in abundance—jealous fans, trolls, bored people with nothing better to do. She blocked the number and went on with her day.
But then more messages came.
And they got worse.
Not death threats.
Not harassment she could brush off.
Sexual threats.
Explicit. Detailed. Obsessive.
