44 The Sound of Silence

Lila

They both froze, eyes locked. Until a door began to open down the hall and Dane swore. Lila pulled the door wide to give him space to get in, praying the person hadn't seen him before he'd ducked inside.

He slipped into her apartment, immediately walking through to the living room, scanning the room as if looking for an intruder. "Where is your phone?" he was still angry, but had stopped shouting. "Why weren't you answering?"

Lila locked the door, then stood there for a second, still trying to process his confession. "I don't know," she said to the floor. "I was asleep on the couch.." He'd said he cared. And he'd said it when he was angry. He was still angry.