Lola
Max was gone bythe time I’d gotten back to the lake. I didn’t know where I could find him, or what I’d say when I saw him. I only knew one thing; that Alex was gone.
“You’re an i***t,” I said, over and over again to myself. But for once, I wasn’t talking about myself. I was talking about Alex. How could he think that I had anything to do with Max’s appearance? Why couldn’t he see that this was perfect: that with Max’s testimony, we could prove that the certificate was fake?
When Alex calmed down, he’d be sorry. He’d realize that he hurt me. But for now, I didn’t know what to think, and I couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night.
I took out my phone, but when I looked at the clock, I saw it was five in the morning. I didn’t want to wake Sara, so I decided to wait for the sun to ris
