Liam got to work tidying up the kitchen, putting away the dishes, wiping down the counters, and mopping up the floor.

A rush of fondness spread through him as he did so, because yeah, it was a mess, and hadn't at all turned out the way Verity had wanted, but she'd still done so much work to make something special for them, for him. God, he loved her so much.

Cleanup done, he made his way over to the bedroom, rapping lightly on the door. "You decent?" he called out.