"Regrets? Or are you plotting how to kick me out?”

Liana’s POV

I swallowed hard, the memory of last night seared into my bones like a brand. The rain-soaked confrontation in the yard. The heartbreak that had clawed at my throat until I couldn’t breathe. The accusations I’d hurled at him, convinced he was part of his father’s twisted games. The way...

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