LIANA'S POV

I was taken aback by the knock at the door just as I had managed a moment's respite. I had just tucked Cam into bed, her tiny body curled up in the security of slumber, and my own head was still spinning from the voicemail I had played only a moment before.

I approached the door, the burden in my heart a pressure I could not shake. Opening it, I was not surprised to see Nathan standing there. The man had an unreasonable knack for showing up at the exact moment I needed him.

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