“I gotta hand it to you. I Lea. Even with a messed–up tendon, you still managed to escape,” Abigail Erickson said, a cruel smile on her face. Lea Berry lay on the ground, biting her lip, staying silent. “Still not giving up? Waiting for Milton to save you?” Abigail Erickson lifted Lea’s chin, smiling even wider. “You’ve been in the psych ward for a year Why hasn’t he come to see you? Let me tell you the truth. It was him who put you here!”
