The woman for Maxwell

Maxwell's POV,

I had spent a week without Amihan, and it felt like an eternity. Every moment without her was filled with emptiness, a black hole in my heart where she used to be. My days were filled with loneliness and regret, my nights were plagued by restless dreams. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the feeling that my happiness was just out of reach, a distant memory that I could never recapture.

I was trapped in a prison of my own making, and I didn't know how to escape.

The guilt and shame I felt were overwhelming. I had torn down the life I had built for myself, and I had hurt the one person who meant more to me than anything else in the world. I had been blind to the truth, blinded by my selfishness and pride. And now, I was left with nothing but the wreckage of my mistakes.

The worst part was knowing that I was partly to blame. I had let myself be misled, I had made the wrong choices. And now, I was paying the price. I felt like a failure like I had let everyone do