Liam’s POV
The words from our last fight looped endlessly in my mind as I paced the empty office. I hadn’t been able to focus since Aria stormed out, her cold stare etched into my memory.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her standing there, accusing me of being the same man I was six years ago. It wasn’t the words that got to me; it was the look on her face—like I’d never be anything more to her than a mistake.
I needed to talk to her. Not another argument, not more shouting across the table in a meeting.
I needed her to understand that everything wasn’t as simple as she made it seem. I wanted to bring up what she wouldn’t—our past.
I waited until the office was nearly empty, the hum of computers and soft clicks of keyboards fading as the team clocked out for the night. When I sa
