~YVONNE'S POV~We sat in the car for twenty minutes after the engine died.The lake house dominated in front of us—dark wood and glass, snuggled between trees that looked black in the night. It was beautiful in a cold, isolated way, like everything Liam touched. I kept my hands folded in my lap, looking out the window at nothing. My reflection stared back—pale, hollow-eyed, a ghost.Liam sighed, the sound was serious, exhausted."Get out of the car," he said quietly.I turned to look at him, but he was already opening his door, stepping out into the cold Michigan air.I watched him walk around to my side. I watched him open the passenger door. He didn't wait for me to move—just reached in, grabbed my arm, and pulled me out.It was not gentle, not rough. Just... efficiently, like I was a task to complete."Come on," he said, releasing me once I was standing.He grabbed my bag from the back seat, started walking toward the house.I followed because what else was I going to do?---The
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