Chapter 8:

As Liz came in, Max noticed that the grim and depressed emotions that she was giving off for the past two weeks were gone. In its place was something completely different. Was it anger? Or was it something else? It was as if it was a different person.

"I asked you what you're doing here."

She repeated with less patience.

"You were missing. We were looking for you."

Max snapped out of his guilty phase.

"You were looking for me. What? Were you looking for me in my bookshelf or something?"

She stepped closer to him and studied the pile of books on the floor.

Michael stepped in.

"We thought it was alien related."

She rolled her eyes and replied.

"Not everything in my life revolves around you."

She looked at Max in particular as she said this. A thought came across her mind. A chance she wanted to take.

"I was with Nicholas."

Both Maria and Alex raised their eyebrows to her reply. Max on the other hand found it quite hard to keep his face straight; and not being able to take it anymore.

"I'm sorry. We'll leave."