Chapter 23 Hidden Lies

• The bathroom tiles were cool against Isabelle's bare arms as she stepped out, the humid air clinging to her skin. Liam, his hand resting protectively on her shoulder, held her close, his gaze unwavering. 'Are you alright?' he asked, his voice a low rumble that resonated within her.
• Isabelle nodded, forcing a smile. 'Just a bit overwhelmed. It's… a lot to process.'
• Liam's grip tightened. 'You're doing well, Isabelle. I'm proud of you.'