Olivia
My shift at the restaurant was over, and I was waiting for Liam to come and get me. The last time I was in his truck, he was himself with me. I can’t help but feel that this whole badass persona is an act. I think the Liam who got me a latte and drove me to the study group is the real Liam.
I caught a glimpse of him the night of Piper’s incident. That was the first time the real Liam emerged. Both times we were alone when he showed his true self.
I was standing inside the restaurant by the front door when I saw the lights of his truck pull in. I went out to him and got into his truck.
“Thanks for picking me up,” I said to him.
“No problem. Busy night?” Liam asked.
“Actually, it was a little slow. Mondays usually are, unless there’s a big event going on, then we get busy,” I to
