"Liam?" The blurriness I was staring at slowly became a handsome face.
The irony of having Liam standing in front of me at the most embarrassing time almost made me laugh. Almost.
I wasn't sure if his concern was for my lack of coordination or the shock and embarrassment on my face. "Hey Zephyrine. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm good." I realized his hands were still on my arm, steadying me.
He followed my eyes. "I'm sorry."
I waved him off. "It was totally my fault. I should really watch where I'm going."
"You seemed distracted."
"A little. It's been one of those days." I laughed without amusement.
He squinted. "It's noon."
"Yeah." I sighed.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He finally released my arm.
I considered this. I didn't really want to talk about it. No matter what I said, t
