"You'll find out soon enough," Liam said, his tone casual, as if they were discussing the weather. "Just know that when the dust settles, you're going to have to choose a side. And if you're smart, you'll choose mine."
"I'll never choose you, Liam," i hissed, my voice shaking with anger.
Liam sighed, as if my defiance was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. "We'll see about that. Goodbye, Isabella."
The line went dead, leaving me standing in the kitchen, my heart racing and my mind spinning. What the hell was Liam up to? And how was i supposed to tell Michael about this without making things worse? , why was Liam always associating with Micheal's enemies?.
I turned toward the living room, where Michael was still standing by the window, lost in his own thoughts. For a moment, i debated whether or not to tell him about Liam's call.
