SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW
I shot up from my chair so fast it scraped against the floor. My heart was beating like a damn drum and I couldn’t even hide the look of shock on my face.
“What—what the hell are you doing here?” I blurted, my voice shaky, my palms already sweaty.
Liam just stood there, calm as ever, looking so unbothered while I was basically going into cardiac arrest.
He ran his fingers through his hair and smirked like he was trying to lighten the moment. “Chill, Seirra…”
Chill?
I nearly scoffed. “Don’t tell me to chill. Are you serious right now? What are you doing here? How did you find me? What—how the hell did you even know I’d be here? Who told you anything? Have you been stalking me or something?”
My words came out in a rush. I didn’t even give him a chance to speak.
