Chapter 17

The moment Priscilla got away from the people she couldn't stand, she quickly slipped her arm out of Maddox's. "Thanks for earlier," she said a little awkwardly. Maddox glanced down at his now-empty arm, and a flicker of disappointment passed through him. It seemed like he still had a lot of work to do. "It's nothing. I…" But after running into Josiah, Maddox suddenly didn't want to keep playing the slow, passive game. He wanted to stand beside Priscilla with a name and a rightful place—to be someone who truly belonged at her side. "Priscilla, I…" She wasn't oblivious. In the time they'd spent together, Priscilla had clearly sensed Maddox's feelings for her. After all, no one would treat someone else that well for no reason. At first, she thought about turning him down directly. But Maddox had always played it casual, never saying anything outright. And after everything, she found that she could no longer reject him as easily as before. It was not like she didn't feel anything.