ARIA’S POV

I squeezed the paper in my fist as I turned to face Liam. My legs trembled so badly I feared they’d give way.

“Just trying to see across the fence,” I lied, still clenching the letter.

His smile was lazy, dangerous, and he stepped toward me. My heart banged against my ribs, loud enough I was sure he could hear it. Before I could react, he lifted me effortlessly, as though I weighed nothing at all.

“So, how’s the view from across the fence?” he asked.

“It’s… ...