Lisa was fast asleep when the knock came.
At first, she barely registered it—just a soft tapping at the edge of her dreams. But then the door creaked open, and her eyes snapped wide.
Her body shot up from the bed, heart racing, muscles tight like coiled springs.
Custody had trained her for this.
The worst things always happened when you were vulnerable.
Her breath hitched. For a split second, she thought someone had come to drag her back.
But then—
"Hey, it’s just me," Liam’s familiar voice whispered from the doorway. His hand covered his eyes. "I got worried when you didn’t show up for dinner, so I, uh… let myself in."
Lisa’s cheeks flushed hot. She yanked the blanket over her half-naked body, mortified.
"Don’t talk. Get out," she hissed, her voice sharp but trembling.
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