Child abuse

Previously

…Back in her room, Lily sat on the floor, surrounded by her vibrant creations. The charcoal sketch of the shadows and the small, frightened figure lay open beside her. She picked up a set of colored pencils, her fingers choosing a bright, hopeful yellow. She began to sketch another picture, this one of a sun, large and radiant, breaking through a dark, stormy sky. It was a wish, a prayer, a testament to the enduring human need for light, even in the deepest of shadows. She knew the storm might return, that the quiet stillness could shatter at any moment, but for now, in the vibrant world of her art, she could create her own sunshine.