Liam watched me, stunned into silence. "Bella, are you seriously just going to stand there? Are you really going to let me die?"
I slipped off my shoes, feeling drained as I sank into the couch. "Can you do it somewhere else? If you jump here, it's gonna be a nightmare trying to get tenants."
Liam's jaw dropped. He couldn't wrap his head around my reaction. He thought he had me figured out—always the girl who couldn't hide her feelings.
Grace rushed over, sitting beside me and clutching my hand. "Bella, how can you say that to Liam? He's already suffering enough. You really want to push him over the edge?"
I glanced at her, my voice icy. "I'm busting my ass working three jobs to support you both. Now I'm being humiliated with a video, and instead of helping me out, you're piling on?"
They both just stood there, speechless. They never expected me—the one who always gave and never asked for anything in return—to finally speak up.