Ava moved quietly around the kitchen, her hands carefully placing food onto Liam's plate. Her face was drawn with worry, and the usual sparkle in her eyes was missing. She looked like someone carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. Liam noticed it instantly. Sitting across the table, he put down his fork and looked at her closely, his brows knitting together in concern.
"What's going on?" he asked gently, his deep voice soft but filled with seriousness.
Ava stopped what she was doing, her shoulders slumping as if someone had just pressed a heavy weight down on her. She let out a sigh that sounded like she'd been holding it in all day.
"I got harassed at work today," she admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Liam's body went still. His eyes narrowed, and a hard edge crept into his expression.
"My coworkers accused me of having an affair with Mister Warner and called me a home wrecker."
