Chapter 112 Confrontation

• Lyla’s pov
• He stopped, his gaze flicking to mine. His eyes narrowed slightly, a muscle in his jaw twitching, but he didn’t speak. I could feel the tension rolling off him, and I steeled myself against it. This was it. If I didn’t do this now, I’d never get the answers I needed.
• “Who was that woman?” I demanded, my words sharp, my heart pounding in my chest. “What is going on, Lorenzo? You have to tell me.”