Liam took a deep breath as he finished his story, his heart heavy with the memories and hurts from the past.
He turned to look at Fiona, her eyes glistening in the soft glow of the evening light. When he saw a tear roll down her cheek, he gently extended his hand and brushed it away with his thumb, his touch tender and lingering.
"You shouldn't cry, Fi. It's all in the past," he said, his voice low but firm, a quiet resolve underlying his words. Fiona's lips trembled as she struggled to hold back more tears.
"Yet I can still see the hurt in your eyes. You didn't deserve any of that," she said, her voice filled with empathy and sorrow as she couldn't help but wonder how he had survived such heartbreak and betrayal, and how he had managed to piece himself back together after such a shattering experience.
