He scooped them up. “I’ll take this. Makes it easier to get my parents from their hotel.”
He jangled the keys. “See, it’s more practical.”
I couldn’t speak. I just held Liam tighter, turning my face away from him.
I heard the swish of his expensive jacket, the sound of the door opening and closing. Silence.
The room, which had felt two small moments before, now felt vast and echoing. Tears I didn’t have the energy to cry burned behind my eyes.
I looked down at Liam. His tiny fingers curled around mine. “It’s just you and me, baby,” I murmured. “Just you and me.”
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