LIAM'S POVDid I plan it? Of course I did, but how could I admit that? How could I tell him that I planned the breakup from the outset.What if he asked me why I did it? “Liam,” Noah called me, his eyes fixed on me, brows furrowed, hands clenching the cabinet tighter. It felt like the walls were closing in, like the apartment had suddenly become a bus filled with people while I got squeezed in between them.“Did you plan all of this?” He asked again and I pressed my lips tighter. I stared at him, stared at the way his jaw worked and I shook my head. “No,” I answered, firmly. Regret gnawed at me. One day, all of these lies would be exposed, he would figure it out and there would be nothing I would say to justify my actions. Nothing! But still, a little part of me wished he never found out, wished he brushed everything away as a coincidence. “It was a coincidence,” I added and he chuckled faintly. Then rolled his tongue in his mouth.“A coincidence huh?” He asked, looking out of t
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