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Liam laugh sounded at the back of his throat; ''I can't wait. **END OF FLASHBACK**

The way he said my son ma‌de Dan⁠iel loo⁠k a‌way quietly. Beca‌use even h‍e‌ could hear the tru‌th inside those words. ‍ Liam al‌ready saw Noah as‌ his child.‌ Completely. Suddenly Lia⁠m’s⁠ phone buzzed‌ again. Unknown number. Everyone froze instantly. ⁠Liam an⁠swer⁠ed immedi‌ately. “Where is he?” Mark’s cold voice filled the line. “Yo⁠u finally sound like a real man⁠.”

I picked up the phone again, hands shaking. To Liam - 12:15 AM: "You know what your right i dont want him anymore i HATE that i dont want him but i dont" To Liam - 12:23 AM: "Im so tired of pretending liam im so tired" I clicked on the voicemail from Liam. My own voice, slurred and filled with tears, filled the tiny room.

And it terrified her. After a moment, she pushed away from the counter and followed the faint sound of his voice. She found him in his study, his back to her, his fingers pressed against the desk as if holding himself together. “I don’t care what it takes,” Liam said into the phone, his voice sharp, controlled. “Handle it.” A beat of silence. Then, his fist slammed against the desk. “No. That’s not an option. I want a name.” Lily’s breath caught in her throat. Whoever was on the other end of that call had just pushed Liam past his limits.

His fingers twitched against the stone. “Liam!” I grabbed his arm. “Let go!” “I—I can’t.” His voice was strained, choked. “Selene, it’s… speaking.” My blood turned to ice. “What do you hear?” His eyes rolled back slightly. “A voice. A man’s voice. No—many voices. Hundreds. All calling me by name.” The air thickened around us, growing heavy with pressure. “What are they saying?” I demanded. Liam’s chest rose sharply.

Liam's in for a world of trouble! °°°F.G°°°

More present. Liam’s voice grew a little firmer, as if he were emphasizing something. I didn’t listen to the content of the conversation, only its rhythm. There were short pauses where he listened, then replied without excessive emotion. I realized I was no longer waiting anxiously. I was simply waiting.

“Then maybe that’s you.” She didn’t answer. Instead, she leaned back against the rock, exhaustion finally claiming her. Her eyes closed, and for a while, the only sound was the wind outside. Liam stayed awake, watching the fire die down. The silence was strange, almost too still. Then, faintly, he heard something like static in the air, a voice too quiet to understand. He froze, listening harder. Liam… He turned sharply. Ava was still asleep, her face peaceful now, but her lips moved faintly. Her voice wasn’t her own. It was layered, like two voices overlapping.

What came through the receiver was a voice he never expected to hear again--casual, irreverent, and unmistakably hostile. "There are two kinds of people I hate most in this world," the voice snapped. "One kind calls me back nonstop after missing my call. The other kind--whoever the hell you are--is someone I call over and over and still doesn't pick up!" "......" Liam's mind went blank for a moment. That voice... was far too familiar--so familiar it made his soul tremble. Impossible. How could this be possible? Apparently dissatisfied with his silence, the person on the other end continued complaining in that same familiar, slightly rogue tone.

LIAM'S POV My ears picked up the sound of my phone vibrating. I picked up the phone and pressed it to my ear. Slowly, I walked up to the glass wall and stood at the side watching the world from above. ”Hello Liam,” Rylan's voice broke through the speaker. “Buddy,” I said and waited for what he had to say. “Concerning What you asked me to do. I am done. Now listen attentively.” Rylan said, and I heard the sound of something rustling.