Alaria:
I didn’t know how I ended up here.
One moment I was telling myself I needed to leave, the next I was standing in Liam’s room, his presence behind me like a weight I couldn’t shake.
“I should go to my room, I doubt that this should be a good idea, Liam.” I murmured, refusing to meet his eyes.
“No, we already agreed on this, Alaria.”
“We agreed to another. Thank you are the one who wanted this.
“At least let me get clothes. I can’t stay here like this.” I said, trying to find the way to live. I did not want to be here. At least I didn't want to admit that I wanted to be here.
“You don’t need clothes,” he said simply, moving past me toward the dresser. He opened a drawer, pulled out a dark shirt, one of his, soft, oversized, smelling like him, and held it out to me. “You’ll we
