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Raina couldn’t move. Her entire body felt like it was made of glass and movement would shatter her entirely. She knew she should go after Adam, but he was angry. More than she’d ever seen him.
“I’ll go talk to him,” a voice said.
Raina finally looked up. All the men were watching her, but Liam was moving toward the door. He must have been the one who spoke.
“No,” Raina said, forcing herself from the chair she wanted to sink into and never leave. “I’ll talk to him.”
“Are you sure?” Liam asked.
Raina nodded, even though she was far from sure. “He wouldn’t be upset if I hadn’t convinced him to come back here without telling him why. It’s my mess.”
Liam smiled at her and squeezed her hand as she walked by.
Raina turned in the direction Adam went when he slammed out of the conference
