Liam knocked again, harder this time, the sound echoing through the door and down the silent hallway.

Absolute silence.

No response.

“Of course,” he murmured coldly. “I deserve this.”

He turned away without hesitation and walked toward the living room.

In the corner, the piano waited.

Liam sat down, rested his fingers against the keys, and began playing deep, intense notes. It was the only way he knew how to breathe without falling apart.

Olivia turned off the shower, wrapped herself in a towel