Chapter 20: If Not Nichole, then Who!

But just as their kiss was reaching its peak, a car pulled up next to them. The headlights illuminated the man's face, and Nichole gasped. "Oh my God," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're...you're..."

As Nichole stood there, dazed and confused, she heard the car door slam. She turned and saw Max rushing towards her, his face pale and his eyes wide. "Nichole, are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. "I saw you just now with a man what happened. Are you hurt?"

Nichole was at a loss for words. She felt betrayed and hurt, but also confused. "I don't know what to say," she finally managed to say. "I don't understand what's going on."

Nichole continued to act like she was dum.

Nichole turned back around, looking for the mysterious man who had disappeared into the night. But there was no sign of him. It was like he had vanished into thin air. "He's gone," she said, her voice trembling as she whispered to herself. "How did he find me?"

Max put his arm around her