[center][h2]ꫂ ၴႅၴ 𝑳𝒊𝒍𝒚-𝑴𝒂𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 ꫂ ၴႅၴ[/h2][/center]
[center]・ 27 years old. ・[/center]
[center]・ ❝ 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵. ❞ ・[/center]
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[center]・ 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 & 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐫 ・[/center]
[center]As a child, Little Ridge and Mossy Oaks Farm was Lily-Mae's get away for the summer. Away from her overbearing mother who [i]needed[/i] everything to be perfect, away from her traditional father who ignored every achievement she made and ridiculed every mistake, away from her distant older brother who treated her like a insect intruding in on his home. Her Granpa, Maverick Owens, truly felt like the only piece of family that genuinely cared about her. She spent her days lazing about in the fields, helping her Granpa pick strawberries and sell them at the market. She got to know the people in town every year, becoming a lovable addition to their tiny population.

Maverick Owen's farm, Mossy Oaks, was a staple in the town of Little Ridge. He proudly provided eggs, meat, milk, and delicious strawberries for the town. (And towns over too!) His family had lived in that town for generations and even when his wife died and his daughter moved away, he stayed strong. Lily-Mae truly loved her summers at Mossy Oaks; fond memories of mud pies, Granpa Maverick's delicious cooking, and warm evenings watching the sun set while laying with the cows. It wasn't perfect, but it was hers. So of course, when Lily-Mae turned ten her mother stopped sending her to her father's farm. Seeing her daughter coming back resembling the life she left behind only reminded her of the reasons why she left.

Lily-Mae spent the rest of her life in the city, but she never forgot the summers that shaped her. She went to private schools that her parents paid for, directly guiding the path they wanted her to go down. Her father ran an incredibly prestigious law firm, and they had incredibly high hopes for their daughter to work under her father. Everything was perfectly curated, her life seemed perfect. But it wasn't. Her interests, her wants, her dreams; none of it mattered because her life was perfect as is. Her routine ensured she got a solid eight hours of sleep, her skin was always clear, her hair always done. Lily-Mae [i]looked[/i] the part of a perfect daughter, but she never felt the part.

That was when she met Carter. Tall, blond, handsome, charismatic; he was everything her parents imagined for her. So, when the chance came and he expressed interest in her, she took it hoping it would make her mother proud. And it did, for a very long time. She was happy with Carter, even if he dismissed her concerns and ridiculed her thoughts behind doors. Her parents loved him, he was so kind and so thoughtful. He was rising through the ranks at her father's job, perfectly nestling himself into her family. She [i]loved[/i] him, even if his love felt suffocating. Even if it left her feeling broken, unloved, and ungrateful. 

On her twenty-seventh birthday, Lily-Mae's mother expressed that she had a surprise for her. Something her mother normally never did, because typically she couldn't keep her mouth shut about things. Lily-Mae was presented with the documents of her Granpa's old farm, the rights to it having been in her name since she turned eighteen. "Back then, you were too immature to handle this kind of responsibility. But now that you and Carter are getting married, you can sell it and use the money for something else!" Her mother was so excited when she explained, but Lily-Mae felt... [i]broken[/i]. All this time, she thought her Granpa's farm was gone. Lost to the county, broken down and never to be seen again. But now it was hers? [i]Truly hers[/i]?

Lily-Mae hadn't felt like this in such a long time, and she tried to express her want to bring the farm back. Her memories of all the joy she had as a child on that farm resurfacing with just one sentence. But those thoughts weren't something a Powell would think. Those were the thoughts of an Owens, and Lily-Mae [i]wasn't[/i] an Owen. Stupidly, she had thought Carter would support her. It was clearly something she deeply cared about, and he loved her so much, so he would care right? "A farm? I don't think you need to go see a farm, in fact, I think you just need to listen to your mother and sell it. We could use the money for [i]our[/i] dream honeymoon! She knows you better than yourself Lils." More like [i]his[/i] dream honeymoon.

With no support and a crumbling mental resolve, Lily-Mae hopped in her car, turned her phone off, and began the five hour drive to Little Ridge, Colorado.[/center]

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[center]・ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 ・[/center]
[center]Molded by the people around her, Lily-Mae can be described as [i]the perfect daughter[/i] to most. Obedient, thoughtful, and charming in all the right ways. She's crafted a woman at the forefront of her entire self that is independently strong but knows when to rely on others. She isn't afraid to ask for help, especially when she words it in a way that makes it seem like she's actually helping you. That smile never leaves her lips, and everybody is happy to see her as a little ray of sunshine.

But the fear of disappointment lingers under her skin and drives every decision she's ever made. It's a punishment worse than death, disappointment. Her anxiety disguises itself as productivity, and she's the busiest body anybody has ever seen. The hustle and bustle of the city welcomed her, but worsened her anxious paranoia tenfold. To her, she wasn't [i]successful,[/i] she was surviving. Career achievements were just another tool to carry on being in good graces with the people she's surrounded herself with. 

Living under the microscope of her own parents and fiancé has left her detached from who she truly is. Lily-Mae couldn't describe herself truly even if she wanted to. She doesn't see that she's sharp and more intelligent than anybody ever gives her credit for, especially since every thought and idea is taken by a man to further their careers. Her generosity might come off as people pleasing when genuinely she just wants to make sure people have what they need, and it's taken advantage of every time. 

Her passion and zest for life has been routinely snatched from her hands that Lily-Mae doesn't know how to live without chaos.[/center]

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