65|Wellness Check

Mystified by the last three minutes, Liam watched Eden dash off.

One second she's crying buckets on his chest and the next she's babbling all kinds of strange things about Laura.

He stared at the emergency exit she'd just slipped through, debating whether to follow her or not.

She's clearly distraught, but as her least favourite person in the world at the moment he should just let her be.

Shrugging his broad shoulders, Liam turned to the bar, where a bottle of something—cognac, maybe bourbon—with his name on it, waited for him.

But he paused when panic stirred in the pit of his stomach, threatening to suffocate him.

"Fucking hell," he groaned.

She wouldn't.

But this is Eden. Anything's possible with her, especially in the emotional state she's in.

Without putting any more thought into it, Liam ran after her, bolting through the emergency exit and up the stairs.

By the time he reached the rooftop, he was