“You sure that you want to return to this city again?” Liam asked me, his voice low and full of quiet worry. He stood close in the busy airport terminal, one hand resting on the handle of my suitcase as if he could keep me from leaving just by holding on.
Liam Donovan has been my closest friend and my partner at work for years. Five years ago he found me when I was broke, exhausted, and close to falling apart completely. He pulled me out of that dark place with steady words and quiet belief when I had none left for myself. I never thanked him enough for it. He knows every part of my story the way I know his. At the office people call me cold, and maybe I am with most of them. But Liam is different. He is the one person who always saw that I was worth something. He stood beside me through
