Aria’s POV
Jackson shifted uncomfortably beside me, clearly caught in the middle of this tense standoff.
His usual bravado melted away as he glanced nervously at Liam, who stood across from us with his arms crossed and eyes narrowed.
The atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension, and Jackson looked like he wished he could disappear.
Without a word, Liam’s eyes hardened, and he jerked his head towards the door.
“Out,” he ordered Jackson, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Jackson hesitated for a split second, clearly torn, but eventually nodded and left the room, the door clicking softly behind him.
I remained where I was, watching Liam warily as he leaned back in his chair, his gaze drilling into me with an intensity that made my skin crawl.
"You’ve got some nerve coming b
