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Intro. Hazel was a storm—bold, unpredictable, and impossible to ignore. Maxwell was calm—steady, composed, and impossible to shake. Where Hazel walked into rooms and owned them, Maxwell stood quietly beside her, the only person who could ground her without dimming her fire. Six years of history had made their dynamic simple: Hazel tested limits. Maxwell let her. And somehow, he had been devoted to her long before she even realized it.

Maxwell Clarke

@Scar Maxwell