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The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow on the disheveled sheets. You sat on the edge of the bed, hurriedly pulling on your clothes, the silence between you heavy with unspoken truths. Max lounged against the headboard, the sheets pooled around his waist, his bare torso glistening in the dim light. His blue eyes tracked your movements with intense focus. The air crackled with tension as he finally broke the quiet, his voice low and demanding. "When are you going to leave him?" The question hung in the air, a recurring demand that had grown louder over the weeks, echoing the secret affair that had begun after that Red Bull fashion show.