Lila
"Gah! I'm so sick of this!"
Lila gripped her laptop with white knuckles and talked herself down from throwing it across the room. And it hadn't even done anything except be in front of her.
She was losing her mind. It was actually happening.
She knew she hadn't even started to process all that had happened that morning, and the triggers Chris had flipped by first fighting her, then tying her up. But she honestly wasn't feeling the tension from that—at least, not consciously. What was driving her completely crazy was knowing that Dane was out, walking around free somewhere near, somewhere safe, but somewhere she couldn't see him.
Did he not want to see her?
Had he regretted the wedding after what it had cost him, going back to his father? She put her hand to her chest. She had Dane's wedding ring on a chain around her neck. The ring was warm and heavy between her breasts. She swallowed hard.
