Liana's POV
The door slammed shut with a loud crack, yet it echoed like thunder within my very bones. I stood there, frozen,my chest panting and air slicing through my lungs like splinters of glass.
He was gone but the moment still hung on me like smoke. Heavy and choking. I leaned against the door and slid down, the weight of it all crashing down on top of me. My back struck wood, my knees drew up into my chest, and the tears came before I could stop them.
Large, hot, angry sobs. I didn't cry because he'd yelled or sworn or blamed me.
I cried because my daughter was finally in the open and at risk. He'd looked at me as if I'd cut something vital out of him. Well… maybe I had but I didn't care.
How did we end up here? I buried my face in my hands, trying to push it all back. But the
