Chapter 509

Max and Brielle were now an item, out in the open for all to see. Yet, Brielle couldn’t shake the feeling that her happiness, every minute and every second of it, was somehow stolen.

After Brielle hung up the phone from explaining the previous night’s events, she stared blankly at the ball of yarn before her until a slender hand picked it up. Following the hand, her gaze met Max’s.

Max had wrapped up his work and, noticing the embryonic shape of a scarf in her hands, raised an eyebrow. “Getting close to done?”

Brielle chuckled. Knitting a scarf wasn’t exactly a quick affair, and with tomorrow’s dinner party, it would take even longer to finish it. She wanted to wear it before Christmas, but that would mean hustling.

“Not even close.”

Max set the yarn down and sat on the nearby couch. “Will I be able to wear it before Christmas?”

“Are you in a hurry?”

Although she had promised it as a Christmas gift, Max seemed more eager than ever.

he had already bragged about it, and

try to finish it

Max awoke at 2 a.m., he saw

get some

sleep. Hearing Max suggest sleep. she dropped her knitting, rolled into his arms,

her exhaustion endearing. Expecting her to sleep in, he was surprised to find her up at dawn, knitting

he watched her silhouette against the greenhouse’s vibrant flowers, finding the scene

noon, Jaired messaged the group, saying he had set off and would

his looks clean–cut and striking. Dressed in black boots with perfectly tucked pants and a tall frame, his

didn’t dare strike up a conversation. In their circle,

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his peers.

fall for someone outside our usual crowd?” he mused, finding

his phone aside. “Well, I’ll see what this Brielle is

Max in the group.

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