Madison Point of View

After Maximilian's heartbreaking confession, my lips sought his in a gesture full of farewell. I couldn't allow myself to lie by saying that I hated him, it would be deceiving myself. Inside, however, a mixture of emotions, fueled by disappointment, swirled in an uncontrollable whirlwind. It was such a complex sensation that I couldn't find words to describe it.

I never felt so disappointed in a person, not even when I was the victim of the betrayal by Francis.

I took my hand off my husband's and walked toward our master bedroom, the place we'd shared since the day we were together. Each step was like...