Chapter 86
Sara's Point of View
The tension in the room was suffocating. I sat on the couch, staring at Max, my hands trembling slightly, though I refused to let him see my weakness. I had poured my heart out to him, and now the silence stretched uncomfortably as I waited for him to say something anything.
My mother, ever the master of timing, placed her hand on my shoulder and leaned forward, her voice soft but edged with an anger I knew all too well. “Maximilian,” she began, her tone calculated, “don’t you see what’s happening here? Everything was fine until Eva came back into our lives.”
I stiffened at her words, but I didn’t interrupt. Let her build the foundation. Let her remind Max of the havoc Eva always brought with her presence.
Mom's voice gained momentum, taking on a pleadi
