The door creaked open as Liam entered, a shadow falling across the dimly lit room. Xena was sitting at the edge of the bed, her arms wrapped around her knees, her expression torn between fury and despair. She had already put her clothes back on, having lost all hope. Her head snapped up towards him, her eyes glistening red at the edges. She quickly turned away, her voice sharp and brittle."Leave," she spat, though her voice trembled. "Go die somewhere else." Liam leaned casually against the doorframe, a faint chuckle slipping past his lips. "Funny, considering this is 'my' room," he said, his tone light but edged with resolve. He took a step forward, holding the bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other. "And for the record... I won't be dying tonight."Xena froze, disbelief sparking in her teary eyes. She turned toward him, voice trembling with fragile hope. "Wait... that means...""Yes," Liam said, closing the distance between them. "I've decided. I'm going to complete the