As soon as Grace got close enough, she slapped Liam hard.

His coat was hanging nearby, still damp from the snow, and there were dark bruises all over his body, signs of injuries from the crash. He'd clearly been banged up, but not to the point of being critical.

His face, however, had been untouched until now. After that slap, his cheek swelled instantly, proof that Grace hadn't held back at all.

She was furious. She grabbed a fistful of the thin shirt he wore beneath his jacket and yanked him toward her.

"I came all the way out here for you, and this is how you act? What's your problem? Say something! What the hell is going on?" she shouted.

Liam turned his head away and stared at the cave wall, silent. Tears streamed down his face and splashed onto his arms.

Grace knew this brother of hers better than anyone. If Liam was upset, he usually made a huge scene about it-yelled, cried, demanded attention. After that blow- up with Ed, he'd wasted no time demanding that she dump the guy.

When he was studying or trying to be productive, he'd call just to report it, hoping for a few words of praise. That was who he was-annoying, dramatic, loud, but pure-hearted. That was why she spoiled him more than she should have.

Grace took a deep breath. He'd come all this way for her, chasing down herbs in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of winter. He'd even spent the night alone in a freezing cave. Maybe she shouldn't have hit him.

"Alright, Liam. I shouldn't have slapped you. Talk to me. What happened? You didn't get the medicine? I met the old alternative medicine practitioner on my way here, and he gave me a full jar of it. Seemed like a kind old guy, didn't strike me as the type who'd give you a hard time.

"But you're not even heading in the direction of home. If you got the medicine, why'd you drive out here?"

What the hell was he doing in a cave in the middle of the woods?

Liam hugged his arms to his chest, head buried in them. He didn't say a word and just kept crying.

Grace couldn't stand the way he was acting-pathetic. She really thought he'd grown up.

a man be this

never hid what he wanted. He said what he meant and

suddenly stood and bolted out of the cave like he

stood there in front of the fire, thrown off by his reaction. It took her several seconds to snap out of

to freeze to death?" she shouted. "Liam, what

he was already gone, disappearing into

nothing more than to grab him and knock some sense into

his ego, so now, he was sulking like a

the trail of footprints that hadn't yet been buried under the

the injury was serious enough that every step jostled something painful. His face twisted with

direction. He didn't know where he was going. He just knew he didn't

She could tell he was close to his

call out or scold him. She

bearable, and whatever adrenaline had carried him was long gone. The cold hit him all at once, biting through

still behind

stumbled hard, tumbling face-first into the snow

right there, but she stopped herself. Who knew what part of him was

down and helped him

on her as they made their slow way back, retracing his trail in

40 minutes to get back to the cave. The fire was still crackling in

then tossed

warmth. He sniffled again and

all the chaos, the sky was already getting dark. The snow outside

she was risking a 90-minute hike through a

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