Ethan frowned as he saw Lillian's pale face through the mirror. He knew who the caller was, but what it was about? He had no idea.
Aria, on the other hand, turned to her friend and mouthed 'Who's on the phone?'
Lillian gave no reply, but there was the undeniable trembling of her hand that held the phone to her ear.
She was sure she had left all this behind, sure that they'd never find her here in Atlanta but the voice on the other end of the phone proved otherwise.
Her eyes briefly locked with Ethan's on the rear view mirror and that helped her compose herself a lot more than she thought.
"Why are you calling me?" She asked, a bit of her composure returning to her.
"Oh come on Lilly," the person on the other end said, "you sound so cold right now, don't tell me you're still salty about the past."
The sound of that voice scraped against old scars she thought had healed. Lillian's grip on the phone tightened, her nails biting into her palm.
