Chapter 77

Alaria

I didn’t know how I ended up here.

One moment I was telling myself I needed to leave, the next I was standing in Liam’s room, his presence behind me like a weight I couldn’t shake.

“I should go to my room, I doubt that this should be a good idea, Liam.” I murmured, refusing to meet his eyes.

“No, we already agreed on this, Alaria.”

“We agreed to another. Thank you are the one who wanted this.

“At least let me get clothes. I can’t stay here like this.” I said, trying to find the way to live. I did not want to be here. At least I didn't want to admit that I wanted to be here.

“You don’t need clothes,” he said simply, moving past me toward the dresser. He opened a drawer, pulled out a dark shirt, one of his, soft, oversized, smelling like him, and held it out to me. “You’ll wear this. It's very comfortable and you're not going to be bothered by it.”

I blinked. “Liam, I…”

“You're not going to argue,