#Chapter 103: Visiting Hours

Aria’s POV Alone in the mansion the next day, while Liam was at work and the kids at school, I felt much like a ghost wandering the halls. Every square inch of this place was filled with old memories, both the good kind and the bad. I had known being here would be difficult, but now that I was here, it was even harder than I had imagined it would be. The memories came without warning. I could be walking down the hallway and suddenly the feel of the carpet on my feet would remind me of when I had nervously paced back and forth up and down the length of this hallway, waiting for Liam to call me when he had checked on Sophia, after he promised he would. He never did. Then he showed up the next morning and acted like nothing was wrong. He couldn’t understand why I had been upset. Shaking my head, clearing away the memory, I walked into the living room instead. There, I remembered the arguments we used to have – arguments that usually ended with passionate make out sessions on th