Liam:
Her words stayed with me even after I shut the door. It sounds like a song being on repeat, a song that I did not want to hear and yet it was just stuck in my mind.
He’s a bad man. A good man wouldn’t do that. I don’t want him. I don’t want him here. This isn’t home.
Her voice. Her little voice saying those things like she’d already decided who I was. Like she already saw me as that and she refused to want to see anything different. A child refused to want to see anything different of me.
And Alaria… letting her say it. Letting her believe it. It just angered me that you could actually allow her to think something like that.
I clenched my fists at my sides as I stalked down the corridor, my steps echoing. My chest burned like fire under my ribs, and the worst part was… I didn’t
