Chapter 52

Killian’s POV

I stood there for a second, just watching the bathroom door, knowing damn well that Liana wouldn’t come out no matter how long I waited, no matter how many times I called her name, and no matter how many fucking times I begged her to just open the door and let me explain, she wasn’t going to do it. She was done listening. Her silence screamed louder than her tears did, and I hated that I was the one who caused them. I clenched my jaw, hard, the muscles twitching as I turned and walked out of the hotel room.

I headed straight for the car garage, not wasting a second. I started the engine, my fingers tight around the steering wheel, my mind spinning with everything that just happened, everything she saw, everything she now believes, and I knew I had to fix it. Now. I didn’t care who got dragged into it. I didn’t care if it made me look bad. I was done with secrets. Done with delays. Done with letting anyone think Cynthia still had a fucking place in my