Mia’s breath hitched as Dain’s words hung between them, sharp and cutting. The city lights beyond the window seemed dimmer beneath the weight of the moment.
“I need you to choose.”
Her gaze softened as it met his. Dain’s hand brushed against her arm, his touch hesitant but desperate.
“You loved me once,” Dain said, his voice raw.
Mia’s chest tightened painfully. “I did.”
Dain’s eyes darkened. “Do you still?”
Her breath caught.
Before she could answer, the door creaked open.
Liam stood in the doorway, his gaze dark and sharp. His posture stiffened when he saw Dain so close.
Mia’s heart thudded painfully as Liam’s gaze locked on Dain’s hand resting on her arm.
“What’s going on?” Liam’s voice was cold.
Dain’s mouth curled faintly. “We were talking.”
Liam’s gaze sharpened. “Looked
