Twisted Vows
The flames flickered in the darkness, casting a warm glow over the deserted island. Liam sat in front of the fire, his muscles finally loosening from the cold, but his mind was restless. His sharp eyes shifted toward Elsa, who sat a few feet away, hugging herself tightly as she trembled from the chill.
She was stubborn—too stubborn for her own good. He knew she would never accept his jacket or a simple invitation to sit by the fire. But as much as he wanted to let her suffer in her own pride, something deep inside him hated seeing her like that.
She looked so small. So vulnerable.
Liam exhaled and tilted his head back, staring at the stars scattered across the sky.
Then, for the first time in a long while, a forgotten memory surfaced—one that had been buried under years o
