Choice

They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes, watching the tai chi practitioners move with deliberate grace. Around them, Hong Kong continued its relentless pace, but in this garden, time seemed to slow.

Liam watched Isabella's profile as she observed the practiced movements before them. A sense of peace had settled over her features—something he had never truly seen before. Not since before the night he'd watched that damned security footage. The image of the silver letter opener flashed in his mind, along with the look in her eyes as she'd realized what she'd done. 'Three days of peace before everything explodes,' he thought bitterly.

"What are you thinking about?" Isabella asked, catching his concerned expression.

He composed his features quickly. 'Can she see it in my eyes? The truth I know about her?' He offered a small smile. "Just taking in the moment. It's not often we get to sit and breathe like this."