Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 940

Ten days until the next dose of meds, and the pain was already unbearable. Ethan knew it would only get worse as the days dragged on.

He pulled Brielle close, resting his chin on her shoulder from behind, watching as she kept scrolling through Twitter, occasionally tossing out comments about some celebrity.

"Remember when Keiran signed up for Twitter? He practically crashed the app with all his followers. Dude's on fire. Now he's making movies. That flick's gonna sweep the awards."

Ethan squinted slightly and extended a finger to swipe across her phone screen, stopping on a tweet Brielle had posted in a moment of boldness. Now, with Ethan's eyes on it, she felt a twinge of embarrassment.

But with over three hundred thousand comments, deleting it would only stir up more drama, with accusations of lying and such.

Ethan chuckled at the post.

Right in front of Brielle, he whipped out his own phone. The app was re-downloaded, but he had to fiddle with identity verification. A minute wasted, and he was logged in.

His sole follow was still Brielle.

didn't quite get the hang of Twitter. He tapped into Brielle's profile, found the tweet, and left his mark-a

it with three words: "My girlfriend" followed

his clumsy attempt, felt a mix of amusement and sympathy. He wasn't one for social media, not even bothering with a proper username just a jumble of characters-and yet, he'd downloaded this app repeatedly for her sake. "Want me

but Ethan had no such desire. If he had something to say, he'd say it to

acknowledged their relationship-something she'd previously hidden-Ethan thought, why not let the public see?

through her mountain of comments, found Ethan's, and replied

obscure

phone aside and carried Brielle upstairs. Her phone remained downstairs as they lay in bed, oblivious to the online tempest brewing. Especially when nosy

dude? Thinks he's Max

Delusional much? Get help, not

emoji made some guy behind the screen daydream, she'd want to

her to be his girlfriend? Try showing some serious intent with five

million? Looks like the sort who'd keel over at a fifty-thousand

ongoing chatter, combined with the movie's buzz and Brielle's active Twitter, became a prime target

ve, his

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