Chapter Twenty-Two

Max

I'm still angry about having crossed Veronica and the servant's path out in the garden. I love my sister but there are times when I hate her more than anyone else in the world. What's her problem? Why does she insist on doing such out of character things?

What's she doing walking around the palace with the girl?

It'll send the wrong message across. Doesn't she know that? How can she not know? Alaska will be here in a few days and I don't want there to be rumors about the servant girl being amongst our group. Alaska won't like the sound of that. Veronica is crossing all the lines and I—

The glass in my hand shatters, interrupting my train of thought. I curse and let the shards fall on the table. I'm bleeding heavily in a matter of seconds, and I'm more annoyed than ever. I look around my room for something to tie around my hand. I find a clean shirt in my closet. It'll do.

However, despite my annoyance, there's something else there lingering just beneath the surface. A sort of…fl