I'll Drive You Crazy

I had big plans for my life: finish culinary school, get a job, and—if possible—continue studying. And for sure, there was never a point on that list about falling head over heels for an irresponsible, arrogant major.

— Jenny, just no hysterics, okay?

What hysterics?.. It hurts to breathe. I feel awful. I feel terrible...

— I was going to tell you—I didn’t get the chance.

— When were you going to tell me, Maxim?.. The day before your wedding?

— Well—well, quieter—he watches the surroundings warily. “You’re an adult girl, Jenny. You didn’t think I’d marry you, did you?”