CAGED IN HIS OBSESSION
“I’m not the same girl you locked up. I’m not the woman who cried every time you raised your voice. I’m not scared of your storms anymore.”
The lightning flashed again—and still he stood, unmoving, the water running down his face like tears.
“But maybe that’s the point, huh?” she whispered. “Maybe you already know you’ve lost me.”
She stared a moment longer, then pulled the curtain closed.
Let the rain have him tonight.
Liam was standing in the rain, unmoving, as the storm continued to rage.
The water pelted down on him like punishment from the sky—soaking him through, plastering his clothes to his skin, dripping off his eyelashes. His fists were clenched at his sides, jaw locked, as if he c
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