Sienna's POV Liam entered the bathroom once again, leaving me alone in the living room. I looked at the bouquet of roses that I put on the table just minutes ago.I touched the petal with my fingertips. The evening seemed different but not unpleasant in any way. It was quite the contrary. Liam was the old Liam, the one who paid attention to all those little details that only I seemed to notice, who was aware of the fact that I did not appreciate overly sweet food, and who always knew when I was tired, even when I did not say anything.This time, he even remembered that cake which was my favorite. I took a deep breath. Maybe I have been thinking too much lately.It was about time to stop worrying about what happened and start focusing on what Liam did right now. He was really trying, and I could see this from everything he had been doing lately – starting from the flowers he brought me in the morning, ending with the way he held my hand.Now, he had even pre
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