Liam came back from his call looking like a man ready to pick up where we left off.

I smiled at him.

Because pretending everything was fine was easier than asking questions I wasn’t ready to hear answers to.

“Everything okay?” he asked, tossing his phone onto the nearby chair.

“Yeah.” I leaned in, kissing him lightly. “Just tired.”

He studied me. His fingers brushed my cheek. “Are you sure?”

I nodded again. “Positive.”

But inside, my thoughts were anything but ...