Chapter 13

• MONIQUE
• A few weeks passed in a blur of work and routine. Liam and I settled into a rhythm—one that felt almost too natural. But this particular day, the tension and heat between us had started over something small—a missed deadline, a minor setback in the tidying up of Liam's new hotel. He even criticized my work several times.
• By afternoon, everything felt more heightened as the minutes passed. His mood was something different, with back and forth calls with different people concerning the project. When his effort had begun to seem fruitless, he decided to go to the site himself and supervise firsthand. Liam was raging at the contractor for leaving out information about a snag in receiving painting materials and went ahead to urge him to sign licensing for an incomplete building. He blamed me for not keeping a close watch on the updates. Even though I had only been working closely with the project for a few weeks.