AUTHOR’S POV

As Luke stepped out of the dungeon, he bumped into Max and hid his hand behind his back immediately.

They locked eyes for a second before heading different ways. Max walked fast, his hands trembling slightly and his eyes red with anger. He entered a bathroom in the hall and locked it behind him.

He stared at his reflection in the mirror and the memory he had fought so hard to bury came rushing back. His fists clenched and he slammed the wall so hard that pieces scattered to ...