Liam's POV
After leaving her parent's place, I stopped by Jessica's friend's workplace, hoping to find her there. And I did.
From the entrance, I saw her attending to customers, her bright smile and infectious laughter captivating everyone around her. I felt an overwhelming urge to go in and speak to her, but I knew it wasn't the best place. It was a workspace, and I didn't want to disrupt her routine or make her uncomfortable.
So, I waited patiently, hiding in the opposite store, keeping a discreet eye on her. As their shift ended, she sat with her friend, chatting and laughing together. But as their conversation progressed, Jessica's expression changed.
Her face contorted in pain, and her eyes welled up with tears. My heart ached, seeing her in distress. I wanted to rush over, wrap my arms around her, and soothe her pain away. But a nagging doubt held me back - what if I was the cause of her sorrow?
I'd always been, it seemed.
