But Clara wasn’t done. She turned toward Liam again, her gaze hardening. “You’re the one being inconsiderate of others’ feelings. This whole thing is wrong. They shouldn’t even allow dogs in here. What if it bites someone?” Her voice trembled with both fear and anger.
Liam opened his mouth to respond, but the words didn’t come. Instead, he took a slow, steady breath, trying to ignore the growing tension in his head. Atlas remained perfectly still, his gaze fixed ahead, unaware of the escalating drama unfolding around him.