Liam’s POV I squinted my eyes shut as the blinding morning sun pierced into my room. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” a voice sang out, followed by the sound of curtains dragging open and ushering in even more light. A lazy smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I murmured the name under my breath. “Aliya.” “Your Snow White already left. It’s just me—Brooke,” she added, now standing over me. I blinked until my vision cleared, and there she was, arms crossed tightly, wearing an expression I couldn’t quite place. Rubbing the remnants of sleep from my eyes, I pushed myself up to sit against the headboard. “Where’s Aliya?” I asked, my voice rough with sleep. “She left, like I just said,” Brooke answered coolly, her tone laced with venom. My brain finally booted up, and I kicked the covers off, rising to my feet, still in the tux from last night. Last night—God, it had been the most incredible night I’d experienced in what felt like forever. Seeing her again, the woman
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