Anna closed the bathroom door quietly and leaned back against it, pressing her palms flat against the cool wood as she held her breath. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might bruise her ribs from the inside. Each thud echoed in her ears, loud and accusing, refusing to calm no matter how hard she tried.
"Lip-read?" she whispered hoarsely, eyes staring straight ahead. "Seriously?"
A shaky laugh left her lips, but there was no humor in it. "He lip-read my conversation with Kathrine," she muttered, disbelief wrapping tightly around every word.
The realization sank deeper with every passing second, twisting something unpleasant in her stomach. Daniel hadn't just walked in at the wrong moment. He hadn't just overheard a sentence or two. He had been there. Watching. Observing. Reading words she hadn't intended anyone else to ever know.
Anna dragged a hand down her face and inhaled sharply.
