Ana's POV
I reflexively swung my bag toward the intruder, but a strong hand caught it before it could connect.
"It's me," someone said.
I looked up fast and spotted Siena Zack.
"Hold on, Siena? You?"
Siena wore an elegant floor-length dress, her hair flowing down her shoulders, with enormous sunglasses covering most of her face.
Those glasses were Thomas's gift to her.
Amazingly, I could identify her from just the tiny portion of her features that showed.
"Do you want something from me?" I asked, caught off guard.
Siena pulled off her sunglasses and locked eyes with me, her expression silently begging for assistance.
"Girl, I need your help," Siena said.
Seeing Siena lurking in the bathroom, I immediately assumed some crazed fan was hunting her down.
I quickly offered, "Is some stalker fan chasing you? I can create a distraction."
Siena shook her head.
"It's not a fan," she said.
"Then who?" I pressed.
"Thomas," Siena answered.
I was at a loss for words.
