I blink back my tears, scared of what to say when he’s so volatile. “Maxim, I’m sorry. But… but I don’t think I ever loved you.”
“I’m not just saying this now. I always felt it. I just… I needed someone to help me get out of that nightmare… and you…”
“I was your way out until you found one you liked better,” he growls. “Window shopping for a f*****g white knight husband. How charming.”
I’m holding Jo’s head close to my chest. My hands are over her ears, but I’m not sure how much of this she’s taking in.
“Please, Maxim, I’m sorry. But you and I were never end game.”
“Liar,” he growls. “I can see it in your eyes. The way you look at him. The way he looks at you.”
His eyes fall to Jo. I tremble right alongside of her. He brandishes the gun in his hand carelessly, and I try to shield Jo
