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~FABIOLA~
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The silence that follows is tense. I’m scared to look up.
When i do, my chest tightens.
Maximus’s playful expression has been wiped off. Replaced with something that looks like… guilt? Confusion? Not anger.
It makes it all the more unbearable for me. I’m angry at myself for betraying Alex, yet I’m looking at this man with helpless eyes. Like I don’t want to hurt him at all.
“You don’t want to work for me anymore?” He repeats the words like he’s trying to make sense of them.
I nod.
He snorts, turning away, slowly. Processing. “Do you have a problem with me Ava?”
“No.” I answer, voice small.
He hums.
“Do you hate me?” The question is so sudden, i stutter.
“No. I don’t hate you sir—Max.” And as i say it, I realize that i— I don’t. I don’t like him either but
