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Rosa's POV. My breathing stopped, and my heart skipped a beat when I heard a deep husky, dangerously harsh voice. As I turned back, I was shocked to see Max before me. He was looking furious. His eyes were complaining with hatred brimming in them. His cold gray eyes met mine, and it took everything in me not to run right away. Why did he have to come? Could he not live peacefully without me? I did a favor to him when I escaped, as he got rid of me without any effort. But I thought he liked to live with trouble. So he came here to take more trouble for himself. Then I saw Domenic step forward and stand beside Max. Why did he come here? "Rosa!" Xavier came out of the crowd and called my name. But, God, everyone had come to take me back. It was tough for me to keep myself calm. But I co