Chapter 32 Get Out!
- Isla's POV
- For the fifth time, I blew into the napkin, my nose burning. And for the fifth time, Liam muttered another “sorry,” like it was somehow his fault I had gotten this way.
- I glanced sideways at him, slouched awkwardly in the driver’s seat, hands gripping the wheel like the apology might’ve been a prayer he owed.