Max drew Lola into his arms, holding her tightly as he poured out his heart. This is his first time shedding tears in over thirty years. This is the first time he's so broken in front of a woman. He hates the man that he was, but he regrets the man that the past had nurtured him into being. He loves the man he is when he is with Lola.
"I had a sister and my mother. We lived in an abandoned property on the outskirts. When I was still little, I hated how my mom was treated at the house cleaning jobs she went to, so I started working at a young age to support her. It was just her, my sister and I. We didn't have anything, but we were happy." He started, he stayed still as Lola rubbed on his head soothingly.