Maxwell's POV:
Xavier walked in on me pacing around my room.
"Good morning cuz. Oh my goodness, did you fight a rogue in your sleep? You look like you have been defeated by death. What the hell happened last night?" Xavier was taken aback, eyes wide with wonder as soon as it sighted me.
"How could I have possibly slept last night? I'm certain I didn't do anything wrong.
Everything was fine until she had that conversation with that stranger. It's all wrong, she's in danger, and I got to save her, but how do I do it?
I wish she would." Xavier cut me off to try and make sense of the words that sounded like babbling coming out of my mouth.
"Who's the damsel in distress that's in need of saving, and who's the stranger? What conversation, and what's the everything that's wrong? Just go slo
