BELLE

After leaving Liam’s apartment, he gave me a ride back to my place so I could take a shower and change out of my bloody clothes.

He wasn’t happy when I came out of my bathroom dressed in my waitress uniform.

“You are not working today,” he stated. “You need rest.”

“What I need is to make money so I can afford my apartment instead of being forced to live under a bridge like some sort of troll. My shift is about to start.”

I walked past him, grabbing my heels by the front door and sliding them onto my feet.

Liam looked huge in my tiny apartment. Although...