Chapter 88

Maxwell POV

Once I’m upstairs, I shower and get dressed into fresh clothes. Guilt races through me like a river, and when I think about eating, my stomach flips.

I head down to the kitchen and make myself a coffee and caffeine being my best friend right now.

I stare out of the window and into the back garden. The trees sway in the wind as the sun ducks behind a sky of dark clouds.

I gulp down my coffee, allowing the liquid to burn my throat.

Before I can think about my next decision logically, I walk out the back door and head into the trees.

When I reach the rotting building surrounded by endless guards, I shove open the door and head down to the basement.

Adrenaline pumps through my bloodstream as I walk towards the barred cell. Julia sits against the back wall with her legs stretched out and her ankles chained. She hasn’t noticed me yet. I haven’t seen her since we captured her.

I didn’t trust myself not to kill her. But now, I want answers.

My knuckles bash on the metal bars, m