Liam’s POV

The storm kept getting worse, and we had been out here for almost three hours. Worst of all, there wasn’t any signal to phone anyone. Classic Aliya—leaving the house unprepared. I mean, who moves without extra tires?

“Fuck! I still can’t get to William or anyone!” Aliya yelled out of frustration, and honestly, I was becoming tired of her constant screaming.

“Do you know we can save a lot of energy if we just stay quiet?” I remarked, turning my attention to her.

“Nick, you do know you can be more helpful by trying to call someone for help, right? How do you expect me to stay calm...