Liam (Preston Brothers #4)

Chapter 44

Liam

I was five the first time I laid eyes on Adelaide Baker.

Eight by the time I found the courage to actually speak to her.

By ten, she’d ruined my entire existence.

And at twelve, I accepted the hatred I felt for her.

At fourteen, I delivered that hatred in anger.

Now, at nineteen, I’ve come to one agonizing conclusion.

Hatred…

Hatred comes in waves.

But love?

Love is a tsunami.