*Lila’s POV*

There were fewer things more awkward than taking a car ride in the back seat while your ex rode shotgun and the person you were mutually blackmailing since he guilt tripped you into lying to your boyfriend, was driving.

The fact that it was a necessary sacrifice didn’t make things any better either.

We needed Max’s help, as unwilling and forced as it was, even if he was leading us into the biggest trap of the century.

This whole ...