Chapter 15

Max’s POV

I stood staring at Jack while Andrea stood in between the two of us, looking drunk. If we hadn’t been holding her hand, she would have fallen.

“She needs to get back home and also to get sobered up,” I thought.

“Won’t you let her go?” Jack asked, and I stared at him.

“I came to take her home. Have any problem with that?” I asked.

“I do! You see, Beatrice has asked me to keep watch on her…”

“Just tell Beatrice that she left with me. She will understand,” I said.

“I won’t! Why don’t you do it yourself?” he said as he held Andrea’s hand.

“I didn’t come here to have any fight, Jack, I—”

“Am surprised you still remember my name,” he said.

“Why won’t I?” I asked.

“Is it because you were feeling guilty about stealing Rose from me back then?” he asked.

“I didn’t steal Rose from you. We both know that she chose me over you,” I replied.

“Liar!” he growled out loud, getting the attention of the other