Liam quietly parked Lilith's car in its rightful place inside the private underground garage. The smooth purr of the engine faded as he shut it off, leaving the thick silence to settle around him. His hand lingered on the steering wheel for a moment longer than necessary.
This was the hard part.
There was no escaping her sharp eyes.
Sighing to himself, Liam stepped out of the car. He made his way toward the private elevator that led straight into Lilith's penthouse. As the metal doors slid open with a soft chime, he braced himself, running a hand through his hair.
Time to face the music.
He walked into her place without knocking—he was the only one allowed to do that—and immediately caught sight of her.
