They were probably never going to speak to him again. Even if they forgave him, he doubted that they would ever trust him again."Well, then maybe one of them will answer the door," she suggested."One of them is busy, Sophie. None of them are willing to spend their days answering the door to me when they could be spending their days with their loved ones. They don't care," he insisted, refusing to look at her.Sophie sighed softly. She wished that she still stayed away from Max. There was absolutely no way she could be around him right now. His presence only reminded her of everything that had happened the previous night. All the pain and suffering that she'd gone through in order to get over it... it was all coming back at full force. The tears that she'd struggled so desperately to hold back began to trickle slowly down her cheeks. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to cry or yell, but either way, she felt like she wanted to do both. She felt like she needed both. She felt like
"We can't live together forever," she pointed out sadly."But we can stay together forever," he countered firmly."That's not enough," she said, shaking her head. "Not anymore.""How about a compromise?" he proposed.Sophie frowned confusedly, staring up at him questioningly."What kind of compromise?" she questioned."If you promise to give us a chance, I'll stay. For as long as you'll have me, I'll stay."Sophie hesitated for a moment, wondering if that was what she really wanted. After all, they had already established that they didn't belong together. It wasn't fair to ask him to stay when it was obvious that he didn't belong there. Besides, it was selfish of her to ask him to stay after all of these years. She had only brought him back here to keep an eye on him. If she was forced to admit it, she knew that it was also selfish of her to even suggest the idea. She didn't want to leave him behind. She knew that she couldn't do that. But she also knew that she couldn't ask him t
They spent the rest of the day walking around the city. Not that they did anything interesting. They didn't do anything except talking and laughing the entire day. Sophie was exhausted, but somehow it didn't bother her as much as it should. Instead, she enjoyed the feeling of his arms wrapped around her and the peaceful atmosphere that surrounded her. Max didn't seem to have any complaints and neither did she. Maybe it was because she had convinced herself that she couldn't love him anymore. She couldn't stand looking at him. Everything reminded her too much of the past. And she didn't like thinking about that part of her life as much as she liked thinking about how much she loved him. Her memories of him were becoming tainted by the pain that her past had caused her. They were changing her. Slowly, but surely, they would break her and turn her into someone else. Someone who didn't know how to love anymore. And Max…she didn' t want to ruin his happiness. She didn't want to dra
"I don't know, maybe we could start small and see where it goes? We could spend some nights together...sleep in each others bed...stuff like that.""Like what?""Like cuddling," he whispered shyly, averting his gaze.She nodded her head slowly. She was tempted to agree to everything that he suggested but she knew that she was playing with fire. And she knew that the second Max found out about her relationship with Max, he wouldn't approve of it. No matter how kind Max was to her, he was still a man. And she knew that he could never accept that. She needed to prove to him that she wasn't weak and fragile. That she could hold her own. And he needed to learn that.Max walked into Sophie's office while carrying two glasses of her favorite drinks. He had decided to drop by her place just for the hell of it, hoping to find her alone and drinking. And as soon as he saw her sitting at her desk typing away furiously on her laptop, he sighed audibly and took off his leather jacket before pla
"It's really good to see you here, Max," she whispered."So you can stop pretending that everything is okay?" he asked."What?""You've been pretending all morning. Why? Are you ashamed of us?"He leaned forward, lowering his voice. His eyes held hers as he continued speaking."Didn't you promise your father that you'd be careful with me?""Of course I promised him that I would be careful with you. He doesn't understand. How can someone who has never felt love like love? It hurts. ''It burns and tears come out of your eyes sometimes because you miss the person you loved so much. ''But it isn't real. Love doesn't last forever. It will eventually turn to dust and fall apart. You just gotta keep looking for the person you can trust and love."He pulled her into his lap, kissing her passionately. His hands travelled under her shirt, caressing her back, making her shudder. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his lips down onto hers. His body pressed against hers. Every single
"Thank you," she said softly."For what?" he asked confused. "I just told you that I love you.""No, not for the fact that you love me," she replied softly. "I'm glad that you told me that, Max.""Oh," he breathed. "I'm glad you told me that too."He smiled tenderly at her."Now go," he instructed gently. "Take a shower. Then start getting ready to leave for work. Take it easy today. Don't work yourself too hard, okay?"She nodded quickly before moving away from him and heading towards the bathroom. She stepped inside and shut the door behind her. She sank down against it and covered her face with her hands. She took a deep breath before turning around. She opened the door and looked back at him. His face was full of concern. He reached out his hand to help her. He gave her one of his smiles as he helped her back onto her feet."You'll be alright, won't you?" he asked worriedly."I'll be fine," she said, smiling at him."Good luck," he said. "I'll see you soon.""I'm counting on you,
"Are we okay?" he asked tentatively."What do you mean?""Are we okay?" he repeated softly. "Because we aren't okay. Not with everything that has happened. We can't go back to how we used to be when things went bad. Do you think that we can?""I don't know, Max," she said softly. "But we should try."He closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, letting it out shakily. He then exhaled another sigh before opening his eyes again. He leaned forward until he was resting his forehead against hers. He brushed some strands of hair out of her face, causing her to flinch slightly, but she didn't pull away from his touch. Instead, she closed her eyes and relaxed. Max kissed her forehead gently before resting his forehead against hers again and closing his eyes. She could feel tears stinging her eyes. She blinked them back, refusing to allow them to fall."I love you so much," he said softly.She smiled sadly."I know," she whispered. "And I love you too."She placed her hand on the side of his
"Okay," he murmured.Without thinking twice, she stepped forwards and pressed her lips against his. He responded quickly, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to him. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the warmth that he provided her with. She tilted her head slightly, deepening the kiss. He groaned slightly as she tangled her fingers into his hair. His tongue slipped inside of her mouth and she moaned, arching her back slightly, allowing him access to her throat. Max groaned in response, placing his hand against the small of her back. She bit down on her lip, allowing him to deepen the kiss even more. Max wrapped his arm around her waist and picked her up, carrying her bridal style to the bed. She gasped in surprise as her feet left the ground as he laid her down, pressing her body against the mattress. He continued to kiss her, not stopping for a single second. She ran her hands down his arms as he continued kissing her, his lips brushing again