Goodbye, My Brother, My Love
Language: en
Everyone knew Liam lived by two unbreakable rules. First, his passenger seat was mine. Second,he recoiled from any woman who dared touch him. A quirk, I'd thought. A strange, endearing flaw that didn't apply to me. For twenty years, the rules held. I believed in our private language of love. But today, I saw his car outside a boutique. My breath hitched. Maeve was in my seat. She leaned over, kissed him. He didn't move away. I froze, a chill seeping into my bones. His aversion wasn't a condition. It was a choice. Even more ridiculous, the woman who'd broken both his rules was the…