Lila
She'd had way too much time to sit and think. After she'd finished screaming until she almost lost her voice—which no one heard since the Penthouse was insulated and safety-lined like an army Barracks, she was forced to just… sit.
And think.
And consider.
And question.
And far, far too many things occurred to her that she hadn't seen earlier. And far too many things stood up and demanded to be confronted. And Dane wasn't there for any of it, which made her want to strangle him.
So, it was almost a relief when she heard movement in the bedroom on the other side of the door. She started screaming again in case it wasn't Chris. But of course, it was.
