Lennox's POV
I couldn't concentrate.
I wasn't myself—if anything, I was going insane.
Olivia had just told me that Liam's condition was getting worse, and I didn't know what to do. I wanted to see him so badly, but I couldn't. I couldn't show my emotions or seem to care too much, because I was just a guard—and a guard wasn't supposed to worry this much about Liam.
Where I stood, I watched Olivia talking to a woman about some upcoming project. She looked calm. Relaxed. Unbothered. It made me wonder if Liam was doing okay now… or if she was just very good at hiding her emotions.
Should I ask her how Liam is doing? I thought to myself.
There was no harm in it.
All I had to do was ask—simply and casually.
After she finished speaking with the woman, Olivia turned and began walking down the corridor.
I followed a few steps behind her, keeping the right distance. Not too close. Not too far. Just a guard doing his duty.
My heart was pounding so hard I was afraid she might hear it.
