Regret Came Too Late

Alice's smile faded. There was a time when her sweet words could convince Liam

to do anything. But now, he wasn't so easily swayed.

Grace couldn't hold back a laugh at their exchange from the doorway.

At the sound of her voice, Liam stirred as though ready to get up. But then, something seemed to click, and he settled back down, deliberately turning his

face away.

"What are you doing here? My leg's been broken for 18 hours. You could've waited until I was dead before showing up."

He scowled, too furious to look in her direction. Then, he noticed Grace's empty hands. Even strangers knew to bring flowers, but his own sister came with nothing like she couldn't even be bothered.

And that was when it hit him-how she had used him and tossed him aside. His anger flared even hotter.

"Grace, just leave. I don't want you here."

the first to swear he didn't want it if he really wanted something. She eased into the chair beside him, plucked a piece of

almost immediately. She had the apple peeled in no time. Just as he reached for

heaving with frustration. He would've stormed out on

it to his mouth. "Alright,

quite bring himself to do it. She had him

a few seconds of sulking, he caved and

a private show, and Alice found it painfully irritating to watch. She knew Liam was spoiled

more he cared, the more he'd talk trash like some kid acting out just to get

demands on. Alice's hand clenched at her side, the color draining

and he scrambled to fix it. "Alice, Grace is here too. Can we just

"I think I'll step out for some

drama with the family today? I'm in rough shape here. You don't even know how terrified

spill every last detail of what he had gone through as he had been simmering with helpless frustration. This was all Sloan's fault, but there wasn't a