Diaia panicked for a split second when she saw Liam, but she pulled herself together immediately.
Lying came as easy as breathing to her. Her eyes reddened in an instant, and she put on a hurt, wronged expression. "I only found out he was the one who asked me to meet when I got here! I had no idea about any of this! Someone must have set me up!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze snapped straight to me. She lifted a finger and pointed right at me, sharp and accusatory. "It's you, isn't it? Emma? You did this on purpose to drive a wedge between Liam and me!"
Getting blindsided by this random accusation was almost funny. "Me? Why would I even do that?"
Diaia burst into tears. "To get back at me, obviously!"
That excuse was so weak it was almost laughable.
But unbelievably, Liam
