Louis's POV:

It's been a week since Lily's entire family died. I don't think I could live without my sisters and my parents. I feel so bad for Lily, the expression on her face when Eleanor and I found her was pure hell. Her eyes had swelled over the week, her skin cracked from all the crying, her face always a few shades off from death, and her movements showed how she felt: there was no more reason to live.

Eleanor and I discussed this together, we both felt very attached to Lily and we wished we could help. We both agreed Lily needed to get away from Minnesota, maybe even America because everything seemed to remind Lily of her family, you could just look at Lily's eyes and you knew she was playing memories in her head. She hasn't eaten anything at all, she says she's not hungry. I've never met a more pitiful creature that has walked on this earth.

Lily's innocence taken away in a flash, it's very overwhelming for her to be dealing with something like this at such a young age and the wrost part is that it's going public. People are starting to come up to her and ask her questions when all she wants is to be left alone. Gifts have been given to her from all around the world, she's met many therapists, grief-counselors, and doctors. She's even met some famous people including the President and Justin Bieber (who I'm not sure she knew about either) but all she does is give a weak smile.

I talked to my mom, telling her I want to help her, considering she's the one that got me to propose to Eleanor. She told me that right now what Lily needs most is a shoulder to cry on and a family. Immeadiatly a lightbulb popped into my head. I told Eleanor my idea and she nodded happily in agreement. We signed all the papers and talked to many people to make it happen. By the end of the next week, Lily was legally our daughter.