Chapter 66

I considered dressing for the occasion, but I was already nervous, and flying in anything fancy just wasn't appealing. Instead, I opted for armor-my favorite jeans, a T-shirt Tripp had given me, and my Docs. My hair flowed down my back in loose waves. Mascara and a little lip gloss highlighted Liam's favorite features, but other than that, it was all me-and the extra piece of him he wasn't aware existed.

Liam hadn't answered any of my calls in days nor returned a single text. He had either turned off his read message receipts or blocked my number. Either way, it pained me to think he'd be so callous, but I'd brought him to this place, and I was the only one who could bring him out.