Veronica peeked inside and her emerald pupils shook.
She didn't believe what she saw. She just couldn't do it.
How could she believe her eyes when the man she trusted more than herself acted like someone she didn't know.
She knew how much he loved her. She could sense it whenever he gazed at her warmly or touched her affectionately. His fingertips screamed love for her.
That was the very reason she could blindly lean on him and had faith in him.
But what did she get in return?
Betrayal?
Watching two girls touching and kissing her man, she wondered why she had eyes. Why didn't she go blind before catching the sight of that cruel scene?
Max observed her reaction. He saw her growing pale. Her eyes were unfocused. Her lips slightly quivered.
