Lila Chen stared at the illuminated screen of Damien's phone, the picture of the woman with dark hair and silver streaks standing outside the Blackwood building filling her vision until the rest of the world blurred.

Her fingers tightened around the phone until the edges dug into her palm. She didn't blink. She didn't breathe for what felt like an eternity.

Damien stood directly in front of her in the middle of the penthouse living room, his white shirt still open from before, his chest rising