#Chapter 345 Wedding

Lila’s POV I stood in my childhood room with my childhood and even adulthood best friend, Brianna, sitting curled up on my bed hugging a fluffy pillow close to her chest. I stared at myself in the mirror, and I couldn’t believe how much older I looked. I was no longer a child; I looked a lot like my mother with the same wisdom and courage in my eyes. Starting around my room, there were trophies and pictures of Bri and me in high school, even a couple from middle school. There were stuffed animals and some of the artwork I made. There were also a lot of books and journals. This represented who I was and who I currently me. The past vs. the present. This room was my safe haven when times were tough. It was a place to go when I needed privacy or inspiration, or when I just wanted to feel like myself. “Are you sure you want to donate this stuff?” Bri asked, frowning as she glanced around the room as well. I couldn’t even count how many times we’ve hung out in this room. We had some o