Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 976

"Max, I'm not leaving."

Max stood there, one hand bracing against the beam, his suit now covered in dust.

"Brielle, please, listen to me."

He reached out with his other hand, gently touching her cheek.

"I'm so sorry about the baby. That's on me."

"If I can't be with you, I just want you to have a safe and peaceful life."

Tears blurred Brielle's vision; she could barely see what was in front of her.

Andrew stepped forward and swept her up in a firm embrace, not looking back as he left. "No!!"

Brielle reached out for Max, but only managed to brush the tips of his fingers.

His fingers slipped through her grasp, and his figure grew smaller and smaller in the chaos.

"No."

Brielle cried out, but no sound came.

The explosions continued, but all she heard was the sound of her world falling apart.

She had dreamed of celebrating their love in front of everyone, exchanging rings, her white wedding dress gleaming.

They would look into each other's eyes, not caring about the whispers around them.

had dreamed so many beautiful, splendid, happy

never imagined the

of love turned into

that her heart would finally heal, but it seemed like fate was always

later,

arrived, and the madness of that

sun streamed through the window, casting

beside her

man asked the doctor,

afternoon," the

The man nodded.

the room

up three days after the incident, and Andrew,

still trapped in her nightmare, unwilling

she had

might not survive, but never imagined it would happen so

one knew how the fire started or why

from Brielle and Aubree, no one made it

fire had been strange, the

heavy. Even though Brielle was about to

she handle

had lost her

She had lost Max.

Dustin, who had been caring for her tirelessly for a

When he first heard from Beaconsfield that

had flown belongs

North America i