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.

into Brielle's profile, found the

He retweeted it with three words: "My girlfriend" followed by two

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 to get you verified? Let everyone know it's

no such desire. If he had something to say, he'd say it to Brielle alone. Why broadcast

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

mountain of comments, found Ethan's, and replied

catapulted that obscure

lay in bed, oblivious to the

Thinks he's Max because she sent

Get help,

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

Try showing some serious intent with five million

Looks like the sort who'd

movie's buzz and Brielle's active Twitter, became a prime

ve, his

buried under ten thousand mocking