Liam’s POV
Liam’s POV
I had told them I was heading to the parlor to wait for James, but that was just a cover. Why would I leave without hearing what was going to be said behind closed doors? The camera was already in place, and I could hear every word if I wanted to. But I decided to stay just outside the study, leaning casually against the doorframe in case the maids passed by and thought I was eavesdropping.
Not that I really cared.
Just then, James’s voice raised in frustration. “First, you ran away from home without a word, just because you could. Then you covered yourself in tattoos, like some lost soul. Just look at all of them. And now this? What are you trying to become, Hannah? What has that world outside done to you?”
I didn’t understand what his issue was with her tatto
