Chapter 51

Killian’s POV

The first thing that I heard when I woke up was a soft, broken, painful sniffing that twisted something in my chest the second I heard it. My brows furrowed as I forced myself awake, my arm reaching out instinctively, only to feel the bed empty beside me. My eyes flew open, and then when I turned, I saw her.

My Liana.

Curled up with her back to me, shaking, her fingers pressed against her face like she was trying to muffle the sound of her cries.

“Liana,” I whispered, moving closer, reaching out to touch her arm gently, but the second my hand brushed her skin, she jerked away from me like I burned her.

“Don’t touch me!” she screamed, voice raw, eyes red as she scrambled off the bed, dragging the blanket over her naked body. Her voice cracked so hard, it sounded like it hurt. “Leave me alone, Killian! Get the hell away from me!”

She ran into the bathroom before I could even process what the fuck was happening. My brain was stil