SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW
Okay so, let’s backtrack a bit.
Liam Foster, being the walking sweetheart that he is, decided to drop me off after the event. And by “decided,” I mean he literally made it feel like the most natural, most respectful thing ever. No pressure. No funny moves. Just vibes and dim car lights.
He didn’t even ask questions about Logan or Tessa or my not-so-fairy-tale past. And believe me, I wasn’t about to give him that tragic monologue either. Nope. Some things are still filed under not now, not yet, maybe never.
The car ride was calm. That kind of silence that’s not awkward but comforting. And just when I thought he’d say a regular goodnight like a normal person, Liam turned his head to me, that stupid soft smile on his face and said—
“I really enjoyed tonight.”
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