I thought you said forever over and over
Maea clung to him, and Liam could have cried with relief because she was here, and she was real, and this wasn't some sleep-deprived hallucination that proved he'd finally lost his mind. She hadn't left him - willingly or otherwise - and she'd come back to him, just as she'd promised that she always would. And there was nothing that they couldn't fix, now that they were together again. Her absence hardly mattered as long as she was alright, as long as she wasn't hurt -
No, she said, and he immediately stiffened, the worry in his eyes deepening into something bordering on feral. He reached one hand to brush her cheek with the back of his knuckles, a gesture that was deceptively calm in the wake of his sudden urge to protect - and to maim and slaughter anyone who had dared to touch her. He clenched his jaw so hard it ached. "Who hurt you?" he asked, hazel eyes piercing hers as he searched for answers. "Maea, what happened?"
No, she said, and he immediately stiffened, the worry in his eyes deepening into something bordering on feral. He reached one hand to brush her cheek with the back of his knuckles, a gesture that was deceptively calm in the wake of his sudden urge to protect - and to maim and slaughter anyone who had dared to touch her. He clenched his jaw so hard it ached. "Who hurt you?" he asked, hazel eyes piercing hers as he searched for answers. "Maea, what happened?"
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
Liam
