Amelia POV

I didn’t move at first. I couldn’t.

The rooftop felt like it had caved in around me, suffocating and loud despite the sudden silence. I stood frozen, hand clenched around the strap of my purse, as Maxwell turned and walked away—slowly, wordlessly, like he’d left a part of himself behind but couldn’t bear to face it.

He didn’t look back.

But I did.

Watching the man who has always neglected my feelings leave with nothing but the consequences of his pride. And yet… it ...