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Liam POV

My return brought an unexpected turn of events. Despite all the anger and resentment I felt towards Maxine, she was still attending to my injuries. The care she was showing me seemed to affect me more than I realized. My usual stern attitude softened, replaced by an almost discernible confusion.

I was struggling, feeling guilty. I don't know why Maxine kept helping me despite everything I’ve put her through.

Each day, she showed me concern was a struggle for me. It was as if I was battling something within myself. The same man who had once been the source of her suffering was now receiving care and attention from her, and it was throwing me off balance.

One evening, after she had prepared my meal and left me to rest, I was bothered. I wondered if I should stop receiving care from her.

Meanwhile, Maxine stood by the door, watching me from a distance. While I was lost in thought, staring at the ceiling with a troubled expression.

"Master, is everything okay?" She asked gently,