Liam POV
With all I had, I kissed Haylie. She was the woman I loved, the woman I would always love, no matter what. My hands held her waist, her body warm against mine. I wished this moment could last forever—just the two of us, locked in each other's arms.
Despite everything that had happened, I could feel the bond of our love, stronger than ever before. The world could crumble around me for all I cared—Haylie was my everything.
Reluctantly, I broke our kiss when we overheard someone say, "It's time to go." I rested my forehead against hers, taking a moment while brushing my fingertips over her flushed, tear-streaked cheeks.
"I will always love you, Liam Berkley," Haylie whispered, her voice trembling.
Our eyes met, her green ones glistening with unshed tears. They were so vibrant, so full of emotion that it nearly broke me. "Don't go," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
