She never sees it.
Not in the way that I never question her.
Not when I stumble over my words when I feel her looking into my eyes.
Not even when I came back, leaving my long-desired parents behind. She couldn't see through my phony excuse.
She doesn't notice when I shiver at her touch, or when I stare sightlessly when they're together.
She doesn't notice that I've avoided him lately.
She doesn't even notice that when we say our "I love you"'s I speak only to her.
The irony is that she's the one who's so goddamn blind.

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AN: These are a series of hypothetical drabbles. I'm not saying that every person I write to ship with Max is in love with her.

Just to clarify that. :D

You know that you want to review. :D

Concrit is greatly appreciated.