Maximus POV.
Days turned into weeks and my obsession with finding Felicity consumed me. I had become paranoid, seeing objects move when they weren't moving .
One evening , I sat in my chambers, my eyes scanning the room for any hint of movement. My obsession with finding Felicity had consumed me, and I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me.
I was staring at the door. "Come on, Felicity. Just come back to me," I muttered to myself.
Suddenly, I heard a creaking noise, which sounded like footsteps approaching my door. My heart raced with anticipation. Was it really her back ? But the noise stopped, leaving me disappointed and unsure if it was just my mind playing tricks on me.
I poured two glasses of wine, my hand shaking slightly as I did so. Hoping it would calm my n
