Keeping everything a secret was never in Cosette's plan. To be fair, she wanted to be as transparent as she could be to Maxen. However, she just didn't seem to find the perfect time to tell Maxen the truth. Funnily enough, Cosette knew there was never a perfect time. Still, with how Maxen's career and business were going, she didn't want to put a hold on everything he had worked hard on.
"Max," whispered Cosette, feeling her heart sink as soon as she met Maxen's eyes. Her lips quivered, trying to find the words to explain herself, but her voice was stuck in her throat.
Maxen pressed his lips into a thin line. His expression was plain; no one could read what sort of thoughts were flowing in his mind. After a second, he advanced in their direction, stopping a step from Cosette and Asher.
"Let's go," he said quietly, reaching for her arm.
"Max, I —"
