For the past two weeks, Maximo has been amazing. He was before, but now it was different. The more time I spent with him, the more I caught feelings for him. He's just the package.
Maybe after I get better, I might tell him how I feel. Also the search for Tony was on. He was hiding really well, cause deep down, he knows he needs to be in jail and not free. And whoever in the police department let him free, should go to jail too.
"How about, no." I sighed.
"No whining, it's for your own good." Maximo told me while dragging me out of my house. He shoved me in his car and drove off.
"Yon can pout all you want, but you still need to see the psychologist."
"All he does is make me talk about my feelings, fears bla, bla, bla." I huffed. He just chuckled. "And many other stuff."
"Well, be
