Mia's POV

The sight of blood on Liam's arm sent white-hot rage coursing through my veins. These men—these monsters I once loved—had actually hurt an innocent person just for being associated with me.

How dare they? How fucking dare they attack someone for helping me?

"Those bastards," I snarled, helping Liam into my apartment. "Those absolute fucking bastards."

Every time I think they can't sink lower, they prove me wrong.

My hands shook as I cleaned his wound, fury and guilt ...