The night was quiet, the kind of quiet that carried too many unspoken words. Liam leaned against the doorway of Elsa’s room, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
“Come on,” he said, his voice low but firm. “Let’s go for a walk.”
Elsa looked up from where she sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers idly tracing patterns on the sheets. “A walk?”
Liam gave a slow nod. “We both need to clear our heads.”
She hesitated for a moment but then sighed, pushing herself up. Maybe he was right. Lately, her thoughts had been suffocating, a tangled mess of emotions she wasn’t ready to confront.
Without another word, she followed him outside.
A Walk Beneath the Stars
The air was crisp, carrying the scent of rain from earlier that evening. The estate grounds were vast, silent except for the soun
