Chapter 50

LIAM

Thirty minutes ago

I have to force myself to stay put and not chase after her.

Frustration knots in my chest, tightening like a fist around my ribs. It makes no sense.

Why do I care this much?

If Emilia wants to run back to Zane, that’s her choice. She doesn’t owe me anything.

All she has to do is fix my image—turn me back into the media darling I used to be. That’s it. Simple.

Hell, wouldn’t it be easier for her if she just left me in the dust and rode off into the sunset with her ex?

Then why does the thought make me feel like I’ve just been checked into the boards. Hard.

A million excuses race through my mind, but none of them make sense. None of them feel right.

None of them are enough to make this up to Emilia.

“Shit.” I run a hand through my hair, leaning against the railing. For a second, I consider throwing myself over just to escape this mess.

The party is still going strong behind me, even