Chapter 67 Fleeting Hope
- As Liam continues to rant, I can feel my mind slipping away from the present. I imagine myself at home, alone and free from all of this.
- Suddenly, Liam’s grip tightens on my shoulders, which pulls me back to reality. I look up at him. He is angry, but I don’t fear him. Why? He can easily hurt me if he wanted to.
- “That’s still what you want, huh? To leave?!” he growls.