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days, he walked around like he was carrying the weight of
the world on his shoulders. I couldn’t wrap my finger
around it, but I didn’t push. I waited for him to come to me,
waited for him to confess his secrets – whatever they were.
The new Maddox worried and scared me.
I inhaled a ragged breath, as the door opened and
Maddox walked in, looking like a beautiful, avenging god.
Smoothing a hand down my olive tulle gown, I got to my
feet and waited for him to notice me.
He did, slack-mouthed. His eyes widened and then they
turned into dark slits. “Where are you going?” he
questioned, carefully, pointing at my dress.
Savannah sent the gown this morning when I told her I
wouldn’t be able to get one of my own in such short notice.
I tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear and gave him
a tight smile. “Your mom invited us to the gala.”
He knew… and he didn’t need me to elaborate. Maddox
threw his backpack on the couch and angrily pulled off his
jacket. “You’re not going.” His voice brooked no argument.
My throat bobbed with a hard swallow, even though I
had been expecting this response. “Why? Your mom
personally came over to invite us yesterday, and she was
sweet about it,” I said, trying to pacify him.
His head snapped up, and he glared. God, that look was
threatening. “You didn’t tell me she came.”
“I didn’t have a chance. You were so busy, and we barely
saw each other,” I argued. With both our exams clashing
together on the same days, we barely even saw each other
in the last twenty-four hours.
I grasped his arm. “Maddox, please. Just this once. We
have to go. In the last four years, your mom never–”
He cut me off with a low snarl. “I don’t care what she
said. You. Are. Not. Going.”
You… Me? Wait, what?
My brows pulled together in a frown. “I don’t
understand.”