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♡ ( 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖲𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗓 𝟧𝟧 x Max Verstappen 1） －－ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 nine , Carlos' 𝖯𝖮𝖵
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I ran a hand through my hair, pacing the room. I was angry, but more than that, I felt used.
Max barely spoke to me unless it was through gritted teeth or with some snide comment, but now, without his girlfriend around, he suddenly decided I was worth his time?
No. I wasn't going to be his backup plan.
Before I could overthink it, I grabbed my jacket and headed for the door. There was only one way to deal with this. I needed to confront him and clear the air once and for all.
Whatever strange truce we'd built on the plane had already started to crack, and if I didn't address it now, it would only get worse.
When I reached the terrace, Max was sitting there alone, staring out at the skyline with a drink in his hand. He didn't even look up as I walked over and sat down across from him.
"You're hard to figure out, you know that?" I said, not bothering with any pleasantries.
My voice came out harsher than I intended, but I didn't care. I was done with whatever game he was playing.
