The deep emotional

They were probably never going to speak to him again. Even if they forgave him, he doubted that they would ever trust him again.

"Well, then maybe one of them will answer the door," she suggested.

"One of them is busy, Sophie. None of them are willing to spend their days answering the door to me when they could be spending their days with their loved ones. They don't care," he insisted, refusing to look at her.

Sophie sighed softly. She wished that she still stayed away from Max. There was absolutely no way she could be around him right now.

His presence only reminded her of everything that had happened the previous night.

All the pain and suffering that she'd gone through in order to get over it... it was all coming back at full force.

The tears that she'd struggled so desperately to hold back began to trickle slowly down her cheeks.

She wasn't sure whether she wanted to cry or yell, but either way, she felt like she wanted to do both. She felt like she needed both. She felt like