Homecoming

Chapter 33

I woke up shortly before sixth, but I almost all night I was converted. Although I had to fall asleep for a moment because when I opened my eyes, I immediately expressed yesterday night and our conversation.

I climbed from bed as a dollar. I showered a long time and cried from despair. Hot water burned me on her face that remains red. I realized that I dropped up to myself on my bottom. And even though I've been upgrading that I have at least bounce from and I can only rise, it didn't take it.

How was it possible that when I finally succeeded in breaking out of the wounds that Isted myself life, again gonna hit me a knife into my back? Wouldn't life be much easier if we drove emotions from him? What was the good to fight for? With someone or fight with somebody? Fear and live with the fear of loss? Live with pain that will cause others?

On the first day after the break-up, I managed to survive me with some wonder. Perhaps it was because I had a day off and I didn't tell anyone about us, even Caroline. And although it was weird, the media also silent. I knew our gauge and maxov Return to Danielle is just a timed bomb that tiked under his ass, but didn't bubble yet.

By silent, I had a room and I didn't have to confess anyone. All the pain, shock and betrayal I was tackled and tried to process. In the spirit I was preparing for hell that occurs after the prevailing this information, but that for something to prepare it, I found the next day to work right on the next day.

"Miss Bronx! Do you have a minute on me? " An unknown voice sounded behind me.

And it was here. The rumors that the maximilian returned to his wife, extended the speed of sound. But as? I didn't recognize the answer. Lead only two days ago with Max door from nowhere obvious Danielle and has already discussed the whole world that he returned to her. As if there were no greater and more important things to disassemble. I secretly hoped that it will last for at least a week until it gets out, but it was apparently hurried or attracted to it very much. I was convinced that Danielle was worth all.

I assumed that reporters already leave me almost, but as I found, I have choked. Also fortune to avoid him, I didn't have and there was no single live soul for which I could hide and also pretend that I didn't hear him would not make sense. I did not have a choice.

"Sure," I put a fake smile. "But only one minute," I shipped and the stomach pulled me.

In speed, I have introduced me, informed me for what portal works, and immediately went to a thing.

"What do you say to the Maximilian Kendall returned to his wife?"

Twice I had to take a deep breath to be able to be able to do some sensible reply without the journalist did not. Why did you need to ask me right?

"It seriously from me you want me to answer this question?" I tried to work relaxed even if it warms it in me.

"Yes," he removed without hesitation as though it was a normal question.

Patience! I was inherent in the Spirit. I devoted my sweet smile and asking my stormed heart in a spirit to get robbed and return to normal tempo.

"Did you know at all that Maximilian is still married with Danielle? Did it end up? " couldn't be bumped.

"There's nothing to you," I poisoned you. I didn't mean to be impolite, but I couldn't help. Nothing was nothing to my privacy. Already without his words, I felt as shown. Two last days I didn't think above anything, just over the fact that Max was married, and that I have been on it. He completely dropped me out of mind that he has already had some wife. Now did not play a role that it was not worth it and even in their common children when he needed her.