LIAM’S POV
“Hi, Angel.”
I said it softly, and she looked up from her sketchbook.
“Hey.”
Anika had that soft smile on her face. The same one that always managed to take my breath away without her even trying.
How long have I loved her?
Four years? Six years? Ten?
It didn’t even matter anymore. Because even if I had to wait for eternity just to have her in my arms, I would have. She was the only one for me.
Right from the moment she saved me from those bullies years ago, she had my heart.
And now that she was here… in my city… in my space…
I was going to give her the world.
“Is anything the matter?” she asked.
I blinked slightly. I must have spaced out.
I walked further into the room, closing the distance between us. “What are you doing?”
She snapped her sketchbook shut before
