Livia’s POV
I don’t know what to do with myself.
My mistake has brought me so far, to the point of no return. I have no excuse for what I did, for what he heard.
The only question now is what I need to say to shake him off my tail.
“Livia?” Ford asks again, and this time, he knocks on the cubicle. “Hey, are you alright in there?”
No other way to deal with this.
I just need to come out.
Wiping myself crazy and trying to act casual, I slowly open the door and come out.
Ford looks… shocked.
His eyes are wide, his cheeks a little flushed. He’s staring at me intently, like he’s trying to search my face for something. I try my best to look him in the eye, but I can’t do it for more than five seconds. As I look down, my eyes sweep over him.
And I notice something… out of place.
There
