Liam met Einar's intense blue gaze, his heart pounding in his chest. He could see the fierce protectiveness in the man's eyes, the depth of his care for Amelie. It was a stark reminder of how much she meant to the people around her, how much she had been through, and how much she still had to endure.
But none of that would be Liam's fault anymore. And he had to make sure his opponent knew that.
"Yes, Mr. Ingvarsson," Liam replied standing up and leveling himself with the man, his voice steady but low. "You've made yourself perfectly clear. And I understand the gravity of what you're saying. I will do everything in my power to ensure that Amelie is never hurt because of me. Or anyone else."
Einar straightened up, his expression softening slightly, though the tension in his posture still remained. "Good. Because I won't hesitate to step in if I think you're not capable of keeping her safe."