Brittany’s expression made it clear she wasn’t buying a word of it. A faint smile played on her lips as she said, “Maverick, do you take me for a fool?”

“It’s true, Brit. That night, I…”

Maverick tried to explain, but Brittany cut him off sharply, her voice decisive. “Here’s the deal, Maverick. I’m giving you one month. If you haven’t sorted things out with Zaina by then, we’re finished. Done.”

“Brit… do you not love me ...