Nora’s POV.
“Liam?” my breath hitched. “What ... are .... you doing here?” I stammered, shocked to see Liam standing right in front of me. He was supposed to be at home- sleeping. I saw him fall asleep before I left his apartment but what the hell was he doing there?
“Nora ...... is that .. really you?” his voice, which was barely a whisper asked, his legs trembling. I knew I had f****d up and the fear of if I would ever escape from the mess I had created gripped me.
I had been scared of him knowing who I really was my whole life – scared of him leaving me once he found out I was a ruthless murderer. His eyes were fixed on me – pleading for me to prove what he had seen wrong.
I opened my mouth to explain to him, but words betrayed me as not even a sound escaped from my lips.
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