Max's thoughts lingered on the memory of the previous night, his mind still filled with the intensity of the moments he had shared with Camilla. Despite the confusion and frustration that had clouded their connection, he couldn't deny that their encounter had been truly remarkable.
"But last night was really amazing," Max mused with a wistful smile as he allowed the memories to wash over him. It was a bittersweet acknowledgment of the undeniable chemistry that existed between them.
As he closed his eyes, ready to immerse himself once more in the recollection of their passionate embrace, something unexpected happened. A subtle, radiant light began to emanate from the crystal that Adela had given him—the very crystal that Max had been clutching in his hand.
