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Heeverything ‘I don’t want to be theour child’

Lisa’s heart thu around London, sure everyone would hear it She’d found a chink in Max’s tough arh, opened up and was finally on the brink of ad impossible for him

She moved closer to him ‘Just because your father did that to you, to your mother, it doesn’t mean you will be like him’

The softness of Lisa’s voice nearly killed Max as he stood looking at her, vaguely aware of other people walking in the early evening darkness passing with a cursory glance at them but he couldn’t take his eyes from Lisa’s

‘This hasn’t got anything to do withit all so easy for his, couldn’t admit that unlike Raul, who had found love and happiness, he never would He was cast from the same mould as his father

‘You have to let the past go, Max You can’t live within its shadow for ever and I more than most know that There are plenty of shadows in nore or run from, but I can’t, because I love you’

He ather the turmoil of emotions that had somehow escaped He crossed the footpath to lean on the stone wall, looking out over the darkness of thewater ‘You can say it as , Lisa I ae that’

She joined hi to force him to look at her He didn’t want to, didn’t want to look into her gorgeous green eyes and see the love in the hiing up Angelina He’d never admitted to himself or his sister that he loved her That hat had kept her safe, kept her in his life

But Lisa wasn’t Angelina She wasn’t the baby sister he so wanted to hate for being his mother’s choice in a decision that she later paid for with her life Lisa was his wife, the woht he could enjoy passion and desire with, be a husband to, all without giving his heart That fatal commit since been secure in the notion that if he didn’t engage his emotions he couldn’t be hurt—couldn’t hurt anyone

‘It doesn’t have to define you, Max,’ she said softly, too softly He looked down at her, noticing she wore less make-up than usual She’d stepped out froht, bubbly and in-control Lisa to tell hiain

‘We never talked of our past before we married, did we?’ He turned his attention back to the water and somewhere in the distance the eerie sound of sirens pierced the night, as if the truth of all she’d said was piercing his ar child who still lingered within, hurt and afraid