Ryan pov

The evening stretched longer than usual before Liam returned. I was lying on the bed when I heard the faint creak of the front door opening. The sound was enough to pull me up. I swung my legs off the bed, straightened my shirt, and stepped out of my room.

At the same moment, Ria’s door opened. She appeared in the hallway, brushing her tangled hair back.

“Liam’s back,” she said quickly and headed straight for the living room.

When I entered, Liam was already seated at the ...