LIAM
I wasn't used to people walking out on me, but I'd be lying if I said seeing Nora walk away didn't hurt.
I’d respected her decision to leave at that moment, but now that she was gone, I wish I had done something to stop her.
Although I wasn't sure how well she would have taken to me groveling at her feet. Still, I should've tried.
I had paced the suite over a thousand times, half in panic and half in frustration. I was rarely ever frustrated, so I wasn't sure what exactly to do to get myself out of this mess of a headspace.
And trust me when I say pacing was definitely not working. If I kept this up, I might've as well just paced a hole into the floor.
A discomfited sigh escaped my lips. What had I done? I'd let the one woman I actually cared about slip through my fingers carele
