Chapter 4

Maxine's eyes snapped open.

His first glance held something almost like confusion and desperation.

He stared at me from mere inches away, his gaze burning.

Then, he even seemed startled by his own reaction.

For a split second, I thought he might have remembered something.

But just as quickly, that strange emotion in his eyes vanished, replaced by anger and disgust.

"So I was right," he said, his voice sharp as a blade.

"You do look familiar. You're the one who made a drunken scene last night, aren't you?"

Panic flooded through me.

It was as if my shameful secret…