*Lila’s POV*

There wasn’t much you could do tied to a chair in a room with no company but think.

I didn’t really want to think at the moment. Everything was very depressing and about to get even worse but again, tied to a chair all alone, there wasn’t much else to do but lament about the current situation.

Zara wouldn’t stop unless she was dead. She couldn’t be convinced or argued with, and now, I doubted even negotiations would fall through ...