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Maya“Peter was my brother, and yeah… you’re the child he had with…” Jeffery took a deep breath, the tip of his nose turning red. “…someone he shouldn’t have been with.”I just stared at him.“She ruined his life. Your mother ruined my brother’s life,” he said quietly, running a hand through his hair.Well. That was one discovery.“She introduced him to drugs, and that got him killed before you were even three!” His voice broke slightly, and my chest tightened. Jenny stood frozen beside us, completely stunned.He walked past me and returned to the couch where he had been sitting earlier.He buried his face in his hands, and for a moment, he looked vulnerable.I caught a glimpse of the father I used to know when I was younger.I had never seen him cry before, but something about this moment made my chest ache. I couldn’t even explain why.“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked softly.I would have coped with knowing my parents were drug dealers. That would have been easier than finding out
MayaI had my shades on and a cap —to avoid being identified by anyone. The Press specifically.Since I made my statement, I’d completely disappeared and even if anyone had spotted me in the countryside, they probably thought it not worthy of being reported.I mean, there are so many other people and things to focus on. Not my failed relationship with a Hollywood actor.I adjusted my cap, drew in a deep breath before knocking on the door. I wouldn’t deny the fact that I was a little nervous and anxious.One, I didn’t know how they’d react on seeing me here and even if they let me in, I was not sure I was ready to hear whatever I came here for.It was a little complicated.I tucked my hands into the pocket of my pants and lowered my gaze staring at my foot while I did a small countdown in my head.3…2…1I raised my fists again but the door swung open at that moment. Somehow, just somehow, I hadn’t thought of the possibility of running into Jenny. I’d totally forgotten about her.Not
Maya“Are you sure you’re okay now?” Michael asked as I joined him behind the counter. I forced a smile at him as I tied the apron around my waist.“Yeah.” I muttered before glancing into the kitchen. “I’ll be better off there than here,” I do not have the energy to attend to customers. I was physically fine but just not in the mental state right now.Goosebumps broke out on my skin and I felt cold travel down my spine. I perked up and suddenly felt self-aware and no, it wasn’t because Michael was watching me like a hawk watches her prey.Someone was watching me.I stared at the handful of customers scattered around different tables and my eyes clashed with one of them. Not just a customer— Liam.I tore my gaze away from him as my heart began aching. It was a new feeling.Not pain, not heartbreak. Just a different feeling on its own but not better than the others.I turned to Michael.“I’ll be inside,” I muttered and not waiting for his response, I turned around and walked into the ki
LiamMy mother was dead. Long ago.Before I even got a chance to meet her because I was a damn baby. I’d killed my mum at childbirth.Dad had employed the woman I’d known my whole life —Lauren — as a nanny to me, and it was much easier since she was also a nursing single mother.So, she’d moved in with us and took care of me. Not until, her baby’s daddy won custody of their daughter and took her away.Years went by and she and my dad got involved romantically and got married, which didn’t even work out.It made sense why my dad took me with him to Italy after the divorce. Why she didn’t get custody and didn’t bother reaching out in the ten years I’d gone.Worse still, I didn’t even suspect anything.It was all because she wasn’t my mother. She only took care of me because my dad paid her and later on, she despised me when my father made it clear he wasn’t going to send me away just so her daughter could come in.This whole thing was fucked up. Especially hearing it from someone else.
MayaWhen I regained consciousness and saw two familiar faces next to my bed, I felt relieved.And slightly disappointed.I was confused. Yeah, I didn’t want him here, but I still didn’t like the idea that he’d left. I thought he’d stay. Fight for me?“Are you sure you’re good?” Shay asked.I gave her a forced smile and a small nod.“I’ll go get you something, okay? Maria would be here.”I nodded again and watched as she and her girlfriend shared a look before Shay walked out.A small sigh escaped me.“Nowhere hurts?” Maria asked.I glanced at her.“Is my baby fine?” That was all I cared about at the moment. I needed to know my baby was okay.Her expression fell slightly.“Well, we’re yet to see the doctor. He might have come around before when…” she trailed off, shifting uncomfortably.“What?” I asked and she shook her head.“Nothing. I’m sure your baby is fine,” she said reassuringly.I watched her face before pursing my lips.“Y’all met him,” I stated. It was quite obvious from her
Liam“You’re family?” The doctor asked, walking into the room. I stood up from the bed and stared down at Maya who had passed out.When we came in, the nurses had made sure she was stable, connected her to an IV before they left to get the doctor and I’d stepped out to get something for her to eat before she woke. Only to see her trying to escape.My chest tightened and I nodded, tucking my hands into my pockets. “Yeah. I’m her boyfriend,” I muttered before staring right at the man. He gave a nod, walking closer to her.He narrowed his eyes.“She’s bleeding,” he pointed out and I ran my fingers through my hair.“She had tried to leave and disconnected the IV herself,” The man hummed before picking up her chart and going through it.“There’s no internal injuries…” he flipped the page over and glanced at me before returning his eyes to the chart. “Which is good considering her condition. An internal injury would have been catastrophic,” I perked up.“Her condition?” My heartbeat slow
LiamShe’s at Noah’s. Wow.Yeah, she’d mentioned it, but I hadn’t expected they’d be meeting that quickly. I guess my ghosting act has ended—right before it even started.And no, I’m not ghosting her to make her feel bad. But I know Maya. One look at me and she’d regret everything—or worse, paint m
MayaI ran my hands down my dress for the third time. This was definitely not as easy as it looked.Liam grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers, and my stomach did that little flip. He didn’t glance at me, just knocked on the door.It seemed they’d been waiting, with how fast the door whipped op
MayaHe drove us to a small restaurant I hadn’t even known existed. How did he find this place? It was small, quiet, perfect — the kind of spot that could pass for a romantic dinner date if this were real. But it wasn’t.And that made me wonder why he’d chosen somewhere so secluded instead of vying
MayaIt was the weekend — three days after the dinner with my parents that hadn’t ended well — and I watched quietly as Liam rolled out his suitcase, walked to the refrigerator, and grabbed a bottle of water, drinking it in large gulps.Apparently, he was leaving for a shoot and wouldn’t be back un







