That’s how they end up sitting in the living room, talking and laughing about nothing and everything at the same time. Max knows that he should be honest with her about how he feels, but somehow he doesn’t want to ruin this perfect evening.

Maybe it’s because he doesn’t want to put her in danger. Or maybe it’s because he isn’t sure he wants to get hurt.

After a while he feels calm enough to open up to her. He takes a deep breath and looks up at her, preparing himself for whatever she might say.

“So, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Sophie looks at him with...