LIAM

I scoffed. He was a damned liar.

"You just made things difficult for me, very difficult. But, hate? No, I wouldn’t say that.”

I met his gaze, keeping none of the anger or hate I had for him away from my eyes. “You could have fooled anyone with that, but not me.”

“You’re angry,” he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “I understand that. But anger won’t help you, Liam. It’ll only eat you alive. From the inside out, until you're a hollowed-out ...