Chapter Five
Ian felt a tight squeeze in his chest as Lizzie dropped her head.
“I’m losing my mind,” she said again, sounding defeated.
“Lizzie.” He stroked her hair. “Tell me what happened. Did you see someone in here?”
She pressed a hand to her face and slowly shook her head.
“Then what happened?” He gently took her hand and pulled it down when she didn’t answer. “Lizzie.”
Her throat bobbed as she looked up, staring right at him. “Nothing.”
He frowned.
“I had a nightmare,” she said.
“In the bathroom?”
Her eyes grew wet, which should’ve annoyed Ian. He needed answers, and she wasn’t giving it to him.
Why then was he so worried?
Lizzie blinked away her tears, which only made the tightness in his chest worsen.
“Lizzie, what happened?”
She pulled her knees to her chest and wrap
