EMILIA
The days on the cruise go by quickly.
Or maybe I’m the only one who sees it like that, maybe time isn’t passing quickly, it’s just that I don’t care enough anymore about everything that would have once killed me on the inside.
And this time feels different.
Because this time… I have Liam.
Liam, who isn’t scared to post public statements defending me. Liam, who shares pictures of us on his socials — even if it doesn’t stop the whispers from those articles or that mysterious “source,” he does it anyway, like he’s proud to be seen with me.
And I don’t feel anything for him. Obviously.
Still, somehow, he’s managed to become this… constant. Someone I know will be there when everything else gets loud. Someone who shows up, even when I don’t ask.
I’ve tried to ignore it. Tried to p
