Liam kept his eyes fixed on the door.

For a second, the room fell silent—but there was nothing calm about it. The tension was thick, almost tangible, as if it filled every inch of air between them.

Olívia breathed deeply, trying to sort through the chaos inside her, but every time she opened her mouth, more pain came out than control.

At the same time, Liam realized two things:

she wasn’t going to stop

and the shadow outside the door hadn’t left.

That was enough to make him react.

— Damn it… —