Chapter 67 - Fleeting Hope

As Liam continues to rant, I can feel my mind slipping away from the present. I imagine myself at home, alone and free from all of this.

Suddenly, Liam’s grip tightens on my shoulders, which pulls me back to reality. I look up at him. He is angry, but I don’t fear him. Why? He can easily hurt me if he wanted to.

“That’s still what you want, huh? To leave me?! To leave us?!” he growls.

I didn’t try to pull away from him. Maybe I am just too tired.

“Well, Cassie, before you leave us. I will take whatever I can from you.”

And then, without warning, he leans in and kisses me roughly. I freeze as his lips press down on mine, hard and demanding. His tongue invades my mouth, exploring and tasting every inch. Yet, I didn’t protest or push him away. I just let him take what he wants.

When he pulls away, I can see the hurt, anger, and disappointment in his eyes.

“You haven’t even physically left, and yet, I feel like you are no longer here.”

Then he releases me from his grip and turns aw