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“Max.”
He ignored it.
“I don’t believe it. Nobody would go out with you. Especially not with someone like him.”
My face was burning.
Then he gave me the same smile he always wore when he wanted to pass off cruelty as humor.
“What did you do? Did you pay him to come?”
For half a second, I found myself in our room watching him pack his suitcases.
I wanted to disappear.
Edward did not raise his voice.
Instead, he smiled.
“Actually, Max, I brought you a wedding present.”
Max seemed surprised.
“In my opinion?”
“Especially for you.”
Edward turned towards me.
“Give me five minutes.”
Then he went out.
Max watched him leave, smiling mockingly.Find Therapists
“I knew it.”
Five minutes later, Edward returned with the cardboard box he had taken out of his car.
