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.

many

imagined the dream would end

love turned into

find happiness, that her heart would finally heal, but it seemed like fate was always mocking her. Mocking her for burning

month later, in

and the madness of that

sun streamed through the window,

someone beside her took a handkerchief and

the doctor, "When

this afternoon,"

The man nodded.

the room was still filled with

up three days after the incident, and Andrew,

Brielle was still trapped in her nightmare, unwilling to wake

she had miscarried;

had feared the baby might not survive, but never imagined it would happen so

knew how the fire started

and Aubree, no one made it out

had been strange, the explosion sudden

though Brielle was about to

she handle

lost

She had lost Max.

for her tirelessly

was grim. When he first

he had flown belongs

North America i