Layla POV
I was in the kitchen asking Tally to cook me some Shrimp Scampi for Max and me. I knew he would eat it because it would remind him of that b*tch. I decided to have dinner with Max in his office since he had been working like a madman since he regained his self-awareness. You have no idea how hard it was to convenience Max that who he saw at my doctor’s appointment was not Nina but an illusion from sleep deprivation. Of course, he insisted because he could smell her but with a bit of help from the internet, he started to doubt himself.
However, Max has been acting stranger than usual. Usually, I’m able to get at least him to speak with me, and on the occasions, I could get him to have a meal with me, but since yesterday, he’s been on edge. I wonder if he can feel her still? No
