A Gift For Your Sadness

Maya freezes as she opens the door, sweating profusely. The fight ebbing through her from her exercise. She had remembered her mother's advice to her to always exercise away her anger and never to say or do anything she would later regret in anger

Which was why she had taken the stairs instead of the elevator.

And now that she had gotten into the room, Liam was not available. It was like he had disappeared.

Her eyes caught the bead in her hands. She glared at it. Could it be the reason for her troubles? Could Liam be right? He had said the bead was nothing but bad luck.

“Damn you. You're nothing but bad luck. Everything started that night after we left the flea market” Her hands were already going to pull the bead from her hands but she was surprised to find it stuck. She tried it again and again but it wouldn't budge. Maya was in the process of tearing it off when the doorbell rang.

“Yes, I'm coming.'' She called hurrying to the door. She thought it was Liam knocking.

She opened t