Liana's POV

I hadn't even noticed I'd turned the car on.

I was staring at Rainer's words still, my body language shaking—Dominic unleashing all his power as a whirlwind storm that claims legal custody—when I was gripping the steering wheel with everything I had in a deserted restaurant parking lot, tensed to the extreme. My mind was racing in my ears, muffling the world out.

I gazed down at my fists on the steering wheel—white knuckles, shaking fingers. I breathed deep and ...