Mom grumbled a bit but was clearly worried. I reassured her several times, making sure she felt okay about it.
Finally feeling free to act without worrying about accidentally hurting anyone I cared about, I treated myself to a luxurious facial mask—Liam's old favorite—and slept soundly.
I knew tomorrow would be a day of reckoning, for both me and my son. Then, in the morning, I made myself a delicious breakfast to steel myself for what lay ahead.
I made sure to grab a bite and drink up, gearing up for the day. Following Liam, I stuck close as they entered the office building. Along the way, some old faces greeted me, "Hey, Ms. Ziegler." I managed a faint smile and nodded back.
When we reached Liam's office, I knocked on the door but didn't bother waiting for a reply before pushing it open and starting to record on my phone. Inside, Bella was there, standing in an awkwardly close distance from Liam.
The moment Liam laid eyes on me, there was a flash of panic quickly replaced by a cold stare. "What are you doing here? Have you no shame?"
I chuckled, trying to keep things light. "Well, if I can't reach you anywhere else, I've got to come here, right? And it is my company too."