~~Scarlette~~
Suddenly, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder.
I turned—and there he was.
Liam.
My body gave a little jolt, like I’d just been caught red-handed. My brows shot up before I could hide the reaction. My heart? It skipped. Maybe two beats.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes.
“What the hell... Were you scared?” he asked, stepping in closer, gaze locked on mine. “You just had this look—like you did something wrong.”
I blinked fast and shook my head, forcing out a light laugh that barely masked my tension. “No. No, I’m fine. I was talking to a woman… one of the guests. I think she was one of the few I counselled last year—"
Liam didn’t respond immediately. His eyes were still on me… but then shifted. Over my shoulder.
“Wait…” he murmured, squinting. “Isn’t that Elder Mateo?”
