Broken

Maxwell's POV,

I could feel my heart pounding as I drove home, the events of the evening replaying in my mind. I thought about how Amihan's betrayal, and how I had warned her about Derrick. My mom's words echoed in my head - "Amihan is two-faced. Don't trust her." Was she right? Had I been blind to Amihan's true nature? My head was spinning with questions and confusion.

I pulled into my apartment complex and made my way up to my door so frustrated.

As I opened the door to my Room, I saw the ring box sitting on my dresser. The sight of it made my heart ache even more. I stormed over to it and grabbed it, throwing it against the wall as hard as I could. I watched as the glass box shattered, and the ring fell to the ground.

As I watched the broken pieces of the ring box on the floor, my heart felt like it was breaking into a million pieces too. The proposal had been so perfect - I had planned every detail, from the location to the song I would play. I had wanted it to be a moment that