Chapter 86 A Suspicious Visit

• Lyla’s pov
• I sat on the edge of the bed, the cold air of the room biting at my skin. My mind raced with a hundred questions and fears, all tangled up with the name Lorenzo had just spoken: Elena.
• I glanced at him as he stood near the door, his hand gripping the frame tightly. His posture was calm, but I could tell he was trying to measure my reaction, his gaze quivering toward me before focusing on the hallway again.