Dominic's POV
When I came across Liana's post, my heart did not thud. I was in the middle of work so I didn’t pay attention to it, it was just a casual post, mere noise.
But as I sat hunched in my office, sipping black coffee, in the usual hum of subdued wonder that always enveloped workspaces, I stumbled on the post again. It was hot and trending answered this time I settled to read.
I read it once. Then a second time. By the third read, my knuckles had whitened on the ceramic mug.
She didn’t call me by my name. Not at all. But each sentence sliced through me like glass.
"The wolves may forget that the lambs recall.
You tried to ruin me, but you forgot something— I don't break.
Your mistake wasn't coming for me. It was doing it in this manner. You're about to learn that you made
