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Maya

I stared at nothing. Shocked and a little defeated.

Liam walked into the room and paused when he saw me sitting helplessly on the bed. He raised one brow, his eyes a little guarded.

“You look like you were almost run over by a trailer,” he said, his tone amused and warm. I don’t know.

I groaned, burying my face in my hands.

“Um, okay. What’s going on?” He asked and I shook my head before running my hands through my hair and staring at him.

I can’t believe Ava would do this to me.

I asked for a favor. Whatever pictures of mine that would be uploaded today, should be taken down. I knew she could do it.

She could call in a few favors here and there and boom. Job done.

But no. Apparently, “everything comes with a price” and that also included a staff member who’d given her three—maybe four—loyal years.

“My team sent in bodyguards and they’re here. The paparazzi left.” He said, like that was supposed to make me feel better. I get that he was trying but —ugh.

“I called my boss to call