Josie
I couldn't believe it.
Liam had heard me. Every single word.
It felt like my blood turned to ice and my skin broke out in a shiver. I must've looked like I'd just seen a ghost because my fingers trembled at my sides. I was shaking so lightly that I almost didn't notice the hand that slid into mine—firm, warm, grounding.
Thorne.
I didn't know whether to be grateful or startled, but at that moment, the steady weight of his hand was the only thing keeping me from completely falling apart.
His voice cut through the silence like a blade. "No one cares about your little… gift," Thorne snapped at Liam, his tone dripping with disdain. "But next time you decide to intrude on our conversations, I suggest you think twice. The consequences will be… unpleasant."
