Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle felt as though her heart had crumbled, a void that could never be filled. She looked up, her gaze piercing straight into his eyes.

"I will never forgive you for Mark's passing. Not in this lifetime."

Max's pupils shrank, his heart stopped for a brief moment, and his grip weakened as if he had lost all his strength.

He choked back a silent sob. It was his own disgrace.

Brielle shook off his hand and stormed out with determined strides.

He had lost the courage to chase after her.

Death is irreversible. His selfishness had condemned Brielle to a life of pain.

Max's eyes reddened in an instant, and his lips pressed tightly together like the edge of a knife.

Back in her car, Brielle realized just how violently her hands were trembling. She wanted to slam the gas pedal, but her body felt as limp as overcooked spaghetti.

The more she struggled, the deeper she sank into the mire until she finally slumped over the steering wheel, her shoulders quaking silently.

deep breath, she mustered what little rationale she had left and drove to Pearl Estate. All the way there, she felt the

despicable and vile, dragging Max down only to discard him without

used him to fill all her voids and desires, and now, she chose to let

sat on the couch like a zombie, motionless until the evening, until the

water on her

wrapped up a shoot and had come over to have a drink with Brielle. With her next scene not until three days later,

swung open, she saw Brielle's unnaturally

in," Brielle's voice was hoarse and barely

bites on the coffee table, and popped the caps off

or drink and just

turned on the V. "Hey, what do you think of this actress?"

"She's alright."

glam and glitz. How do you think I'd

smile, "You'd knock

took a satisfied swig of

in life. Men are just the icing on the cake. They do not come through when you really need them." Brielle slowly sat up straighter, taking the cold beer can Aubree handed her. She didn't

hugged her knees, rocking her beer

one who