Chapter Seventy-Two

Emma’s POV

“Emma,” Liam called out my name as he knocked on my bedroom door.

I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to speak to him, and I’d hoped he would take the hint and assume that I was probably asleep or something, but of course, he didn’t.

“Emma, I know you’re awake. I can see that your lights are still on and if there’s one thing I know about you, it’s that you hate sleeping with the lights on”.

Oh, now you know me

“Go away, Liam. I don’t want to talk to you, so just run along and go meet your little girlfriend,” I said, rolling my eyes, even though I knew he couldn’t see me.

“Can you please stop calling her that? It’s rude and disrespectful, Emma,” he said, his voice sounding stern.

He’s such a clown.

“Fuck you, Liam. Really, fuck you,” I said with a raised tone as I swung my door open. “You’re actually such a terrible person, and it’s crazy how you don’t see that. Anna is the problem here, so I really don’t understand what the hell it is you’re doing up here. I mean, a