“I tried to support you. I tolerated everything you threw at me.”
ABOUT
Maximilian von Erbe, or Max, seems to have it all. He gets 15′s* at school as easily as he breathes. He can charm a chair into sentience. He is everyone’s dream person, as kind as a warm breeze and so arrestingly pretty you forget to breathe when you look at him.
And, to Nadine’s annoyance, he really is as nice and softhearted as he seems. So nice that he’s willing to tolerate everything thrown at him no matter how hurtful. So nice he can bleed himself dry for his aloof, volatile father’s approval and so nice one can almost ignore the mass of insecurities beneath under his perpetual serene smile. And Max intends to keep it that way, until an unexpected decision and the Arlt’s arrival in Mariengard force him to rethink his entire life…
(* From Grade 11 until graduation in Grade 12 or 13, German Gymnasiums—they’re kind of like prep schools—grade from 0 to 15, 0 being the worst grade and 15 being the best.)
