Max. Such a sweet, and caring, and passionate guy. Mister Perfect Boyfriend, you know? But he could also be very secretive.

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It’s a calm Thursday evening, and you’re sitting on the couch in your shared apartment, bobbing your head to music whilst simultaneously sipping tea. You have your ‘liked songs’ on shuffle, and the song ‘Sorry - Original Demo’ by Beyoncé starts playing.

You hum along to the lyrics;

”Sometimes I regret the day I put this ring on. Looking at my watch he should’ve been home. He always got them motherfucking excuses. I pray to God you reveal to me what his truth is.”

You look up, checking the clock that hangs on the same wall as the TV. It’s already 1 AM? you get up from the couch, feeling a lot of different emotions coursing through you.

Max still wasn’t home, even though he’d said he would’ve been back before dinner. He had been home late a few times this month already, but never this late.