Rowan smiled as his gaze pierced through the crowd and locked onto Liora. His voice was so tender it could melt glaciers. "Let's go home."
Liora was shocked. She had personally seen him off to America that afternoon—so why was he here?
Yet she didn't question it. The moment she saw him, weeks of tension dissolved like sugar in tea. Suddenly, she wanted to hug him. Before she knew it, she was gathering her skirt and rushing toward him.
As she buried her face in his chest, breathing in his familiar scent, she realized—he had become her unthinking refuge. Somewhere along the way, she had started needing him like air.
Killian froze mid-step. The sight of Liora throwing herself into Rowan's arms hit him like a punch to the gut. The way she relaxed against Rowan, laughing without restraint—i
