## Liam's POV
The airport was bustling with travelers as I walked Evelyn to her gate. Her flight to London would be boarding soon.
"You're sure about this move?" I asked, helping her with her carry-on bag.
Evelyn smiled, her elegant features softening. "My grandchildren are growing up without me there. It's time."
I nodded, fighting the lump in my throat. Evelyn had been more than just an assistant over the years. She'd been family.
"Promise me one thing before I go," she said, turning to face me.
"Anything."
"Don't give up on Hazel." Her eyes were serious. "What you two have is rare."
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "She won't even talk to me, Evelyn."
"Then make her listen." She squeezed my arm. "And Liam? That little boy adores you."
The mention of Leo made my chest tighten. I couldn't explain the instant connection I'd felt with him. Those familiar violet-blue eyes. His laugh. The way he fit so perfectly when I lifted him up.