Chapter 9
Honey Lily's Prospective
I stood in front of Harry's room
Are you ready? our butler asked me,
Just a second.
I walked over to where the fireplace was located in the living room,
A picture of Norman Osborn hung over it's mantle.
I've kept my promise to you for all these years.
I've shielded him from the truth for too long,
He has to be told.
I gathered up my courage,
Approaching the door,
Knocking on it's wooden surface.
