Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Max walked in to find Andrew looking like a shadow of his former self, just slumped on the couch, staring blankly as if the world around him had ceased to exist.

Meanwhile, Jaired, that goofball, was casually cracking open a beer right next to him.

"Hey, man. It'll be alright. Try to shake it off."

Over the past few days, Jaired had done some digging and discovered that Aubree was now seeing some 18-year-old kid.

Eighteen? Seriously?

Aubree was seven years older than him.

"Andrew, come on, pull yourself together. Even if those two have got something going on, who's to say this Matthew kid won't wake up one day and call it quits? Maybe they're just testing the waters." Andrew's lips quivered, and suddenly, he buried his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking slightly.

He didn't want Jaired and Max to see him like this.

He felt like he had brought this upon himself.

Jaired glanced over at Max, lost for words.

Max felt helpless too. When it came to affairs of the heart, there was only so much an outsider could do.

He gave Andrew's shoulder a reassuring pat.

Back when Andrew had taken Aubree for granted, Max had a feeling this day would come.

of coming full circle. The pain Aubree felt because

be told, Max had a good

Aubree, had asked

uncovered the whole truth. Even at eighteen, Matthew had life experience that

a loving family, which was something many people longed

face any pushback from Casey and Pauline. Their love for their son was clear in their willingness

lucky kid. And he wasn't someone you could

the flip side, Andrew had a family that kept butting into his relationship with Aubree. Desiree couldn't stand Aubree,

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mend the wounds his family had caused. Every time Aubree

only child, Andrew

to cut ties

when it came to family, he was

of

family was against you, marrying into that family was like signing up for

there was no

went wrong between Aubree and Matthew later

He just sat there, crying

struggle with love, trudging through the messy world of romance,

game he didn't

cried through most of the night, eventually

didn't leave either, idly twirling his drink, not really