Liam’s POV

I sat, spiraled on the couch, trying to look composed before Aliya arrived home.

I had just returned from one of the numerous tests they kept running on me at the hospital, and each time I looked at myself in the mirror, I was changing—and she was noticing.

I had been planning to tell her the whole truth for weeks now, but I couldn’t find the words to say it. When the time was right, then I would. But for now—for now, I’ll let things unfold gradually.

My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I reached for the table where the device lay and picked it...