Twenty One: Max

I huffed as I gulped a full glass of whiskey to steel my nerves, biting my lower lip as I felt my pocket that contained the engagement ring suddenly feel so heavy

God I hope she attends the party, she’s been receiving the tulips I gave her so that must be a good sign.

“You seem nervous Max, is there something on your mind?” A feminine voice spoke with a kind smile, it was Giselle… my future stepmother.

I scoffed “Why do you care Giselle? You’re only marrying my father, that doesn’t mean I’ll be your f*cking son.” I spat “Although, you do realize upon marrying my father, you’ll just be second fiddle to the woman he’s loved since his childhood. He’s done it to my mom, and he’ll probably do it to you too.” I added

“He’ll always love Camille, and I understand that. But I love your father and love makes us do things that may be odd or even stupid to some, but it’s a very easy sacrifice to do… For me at least.” She smiled but it didn’t quite reach her eyes, faking a giggle

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