(Olivia's POV)

William had no choice but to leave, his face showing clear reluctance as he walked toward the door. I watched him go, noting the defeated slump of his shoulders.

It wasn't that I didn't take his words to heart, but I believed Marcus would handle everything. He had protected us this far, hadn't he?

Feeling emotionally drained from the confrontation, I went upstairs to take a long, hot shower. The warm water helped wash away some of the tension from my ...