Mystified by the last three minutes, Liam watched Eden dash off.
One second she's crying buckets on his chest and the next she's babbling all kinds of strange things about Laura.
He stared at the emergency exit she'd just slipped through, debating whether to follow her or not.
She's clearly distraught, but as her least favourite person in the world at the moment he should just let her be.
Shrugging his broad shoulders, Liam turned to the bar, where a bottle of something—cognac, maybe bourbon—with his name on it, waited for him.
But he paused when panic stirred in the pit of his stomach, threatening to suffocate him.
"Fucking hell," he groaned.
She wouldn't.
But this is Eden. Anything's possible with her, especially in the emotional state she's in.
Without putting any more thought into it, Liam ran after her, bolting through the emergency exit and up the stairs.
By the time he reached the rooftop, he was out of breath and out of his mind with worry and had made a resolution to hit the gym harder. His four weekly sessions were not cutting it anymore.
He collapsed against the door, enjoying the coolness of the metal on his back as he caught his breath. But his heart immediately picked up speed again when he saw Eden standing dangerously close to the ledge.
Even her back was breathtaking, especially with her hair floating behind her and her floral dress billowing gently like a curtain fluttering in the cool night breeze.
His legs shaky, his entire body drenched in sweat and his pulse dangerously high from holding his breath because he's afraid to make a sound in case he startles her, Liam approached her.
"Eden—"
"Go away!" She yelled, not bothering to turn around and acknowledge his presence.
"Whatever it is, I'm sure we can talk about it."
"There's nothing to talk about."
"It's not worth it. Think about Aiden!"
The mere mention of her son got her attention.
Eden spun around and glided away from the ledge, her eyes flashing angrily behind her glasses. "What are you talking about?"
"Killing yourself—"
"Why would I do that? Are you insane?"
"Me? Insane?" Liam lost it then; he did not run up ten flights of stairs to be insulted.
"Isn't that why you're here? To jump off the building?" He demanded, glaring right back at her.
"You can't be serious! How did you even come up with that?" She shook her head in annoyance and returned her attention to the millions of stars setting the dark sky ablaze. "I told you I needed a minute. I had something in my eye."
It was a clear lie, of course. Eden was crying a river just now. He hadn't imagined that or the crazy questions she'd asked him, or her bewildered hurt.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Liam asked, staring at the graceful lines of her back and tiny waist.
"Don't pretend to care, Mr Anderson," She yelled, some of her angry words getting snatched away by the gentle wind blowing through her hair.
Why did she cut it again, Liam wondered. He liked it long.
"You are my employee, and a wellness check is the right thing to do." He lied.
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