Maxwell POV

The night came faster than I expected as I stepped outside. Cool air brushed against my skin, but it did nothing to cool the fire building in my chest. Amelia’s eyes haunted me—the hurt, the questions, the doubt I had left behind in that bedroom. She thought I was pulling away, thought there was a vacuum between us. And she was right.

But she didn’t understand why.

The car’s engine hummed low as I drove, hands tight on the wheel, mind racing faster than the road ...